To The Grotesque Legacy Of A Rat King Lyrics

To Algernon, my dearest friend - I offer you a flower

Raised within a den of scum, my only kin, black nameless rats

A perfect villain by fate's design - I'd always resigned myself to chance

Apathetic to all evil, I never cared for any good

But in a world of monochromes, the only color I'd ever known

Was you

I must admit I never saw all your colors, and I never understood

Because those lies that I had heard, were all I ever knew

And I didn't care for right or wrong, when nothing ever really mattered

But that lopsided grin, that you knew was a mask

Was something I made for you

In yet another painful twist of fate

These fucking cards we chose to play

The game begins

And I despised your twisted words

Designed by you, to make me hurt

I hated you

But unbeknownst to you, my friend

I've always had the upper hand

Because you seem to forget

That I'm a low-life, through and through

Of course I'd know the fucking rules

Oh what a twisted tale to leave behind

Grotesque like a rat king - our fates entwined

In the end of our stories, one's always died

But I refuse to make that our legacy

In the colors of pain, that only you can see

There's a truth in the actions, only I can hear

I don't care about what's right, or who's in the wrong

I refuse to let you die

Not this time

Forget-me-not, you almost saw who I was, back then

But when you made me play the Devil, know you misunderstood

I only deal in time and loss, every unspoken truth

In darkness I would only smile, as every quiet Death should

Oh lonely wild Rose, you're such a beautiful imperfection

And in your golden insanity, I gleamed some purpose in Creation

True anomaly, 'cause only numbers don't lie

I called you as I saw you - a miracle, in time

But roses thrive on secrets, and I was staked on golden thorns

Twisted actions, hurtful lies, distorted in light's shadow

Unable to see your eyes, those blinding colors of your pain

I let my flowers wilt away - became a weed to choke you

Oh what a twisted tale to leave behind

Grotesque like a rat king - our fates entwined

In the end of our stories, one's always died

But I refuse to make that our legacy

In the colors of pain, that only you can see

There's a truth in the actions, only I can hear

I don't care about what's right, or who's in the wrong

I refuse to let you die

Not this time

Do you finally understand

The fear that I had felt

As endless hands never left

And do you finally hear

The truth in actions I take

These words I've always said

Because I finally see

The pain behind those words

The colors of that dream

Dead

I am not so sure

If we could have that happy ending

In these cycles repeating

And I wouldn't be surprised

If every life we did this same fucking dance

Like we were cursed

But still the truth remains

That all this"purpose" and"morals"

Were born from feelings that you gave

And whether you like it or not

My choice remained the same

Throughout this stupid"destiny"

So I will keep my promise

And take to arms once again

Like I told you back then

To fight and die for that future

A world where we can finally

Oh what a twisted tale to leave behind

Grotesque like a rat king - our fates entwined

In the end of our stories, one's always died

But I refuse to make that our legacy

In the colors of pain, that only you can see

There's a truth in the actions, only I can hear

I don't care about what's right, or who's in the wrong

I refuse to let you die

Not this time

To Algernon, my dear friend - I offer you a flower

Please allow me to fight, by your side as a friend

And I won't fight your battles, because I trust in your strength

But I don't want to let this story

Have another bad end.