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A story ever vile. Such wicked thoughts behind a smile. They wander all the while. Over ten-thousand miles.
When the tyrant never truly dies.
COUNTLESS MURDERS. WE WERE FORCED TO WITNESS. HERE WITHIN THE STILLNESS. HOWEVER NOW TERRIFYING SPECTERS HAVE ESCAPED. THEY ARE COMING TO ATTACK. AND THE MAN FROM THAT FAITHFUL DAY? HE ALWAYS COMES BACK.
Just want one thing, just to play King. But the castle crumbled and you're left with just a name. Where's your crown, King Nothing?
This isn't the birthday I remember...
Short Jack and Mark Song never to be finished
I'm singing this melody. To say that it's me. Won't be forgotten. Though we are rotten. Everlasting broken souls. And while He roams. Wicked spirits will never know peace. Forever stuck in this zone. We wish to be free.
When it seemed like Victory was in reach, but the King has not yet proved himself worthy of the crown.
DELTARUNE MOTIF IN IT NOT A MISTAKE
Can you feel the rumble of the coming storm? Reality lies upon the edge of thorns. From an abyss that speaks back. They have come, to attack.
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