Finally I felt the calming breeze   Stepping out to watch the final scene.   After all it’s you, my pride, and me.   I can speak whatever I can speak.   You see.      Now I found the way to meet the means.   Faker face to make the kingdom clean.   After all it’s me, the king, and the beast.   Whatever… whatever… I can’t speak   A thing.      How can I explain my winded feet?   Cut them off in 2nd Mark it seems.   Cut me off before I start to see.   But I can cry as long as my deceit.   You see?   Me.   See.   Me.   Me. Me. Me.      Sound. I’m a dead neck, what a habit, so I’ll dig it up and bury it in   Ground. What broke head, I think I’m dyin’, I need another one to incubate the   Sound. What broke head, what a habit, I need another and another one   The Ground. What a dead head, I think I’m dyin’, I think I’m dyin’ for another one   The Sound. What a broke neck, what a lion, I need another and another one   The Sound. What a cheap trick, what a habit, what a habit when I need it yeah   The Sound. What a dead neck, what a lion, I need another and another one   The Sound. What a cheap trick, what a habit, I think I’m dyin’ for   The Sound. What a dead neck, what a habit, I think I’ll dig up and bury it in   Ground. What a broke head, I think I’m dyin’, I think dyin’.