Lyrics

Crimson...

Arisen...

Given...

Imprisoned...

Though I'm restless

Patience put to test

I still thank you for the best

This time we've spent

Though windows bent

It's seen progress that none will protest

Twirled pantomime

Quilled dark design

I know you enjoyed

This game of lies

Zoned in on every session

Right here for your impressions

Left for those kind

Or those who lack discretion

As you fall

Through hallowed halls

Don't be appalled

My bliss will spread to all

Too slow, yet too fast

Thus еnds my curtain call

Now we're finally free

Herе to frolic in glee

Old world rotten, left forgotten

Tow the line, this round I've won