My head has become a frozen lake that are now tiny crystals.

Those crystals hurt me, they stab my mind, they don't let me think clearly.

I had to learn, I grabed those crystals and broke them into dust.

My hands are bleeding, and this won't be the first time they bleed tonight.

Your kingdom will fall, and with it, so will everyone's gloom.

Goodbye, and I hope we never meet again.