[Female Whisper – Clock Ticking] Goth Boy Vampire... [Intro – Deep Spoken, Haunting Piano] Veyr Noctis... I never came to steal your crown. Never came carrying a key. That crypt was yours to unlock. And brother... you finally did. CLOCKED OUT INK ENTERTAINMENT! [Massive 808 Drop] [Verse 1 – Aggressive Horrorcore Rap] A thousand years of darkness, that's a hell of a weight, A thousand years of locking every soul outside your gate. You thought respect was surrender, compassion was a chain, But a crown don't lose its value when its king acknowledges pain! I ain't here to rewrite you, ain't here to change your name, Ain't here to take your kingdom or extinguish wicked flames. Keep your ancient laughter, keep the shadows in your hall, Just don't confuse being feared with being respected by us all! You called yourself a bastard, yeah, I heard that speech, But you learned a fucking lesson most immortals never reach! A stranger at your doorway, freezing in the rain, You let him through without demanding payment for his pain! That's the shit I'm talking 'bout! Not a sermon, not a show! You don't have to kill your darkness just to let some kindness grow! [Chorus – Crushing Guitars, Heavy 808s] NO CROWNS TO STEAL! NO KINGS TO BREAK! REAL RESPECT AIN'T SOMETHING YOU CAN TAKE! TWO DARK CASTLES! TWO DIFFERENT NAMES! WE DON'T NEED THE SAME THRONE TO RESPECT THE SAME PAIN! FANGS STILL SHARP! BLACK HEARTS STILL BEAT! TWO DARK KINGS STANDING ON THEIR OWN TWO FEET! YOU KEEP YOUR CRYPT! I'LL GUARD MY GATE! BROTHERHOOD AIN'T WEAKNESS WHEN THE RESPECT IS STRAIGHT! [Verse 2 – Rapid-Fire Technical Rap] Listen, Veyr! I never asked perfection from a creature born in night, I recognize the difference between cruelty and might. You can terrify a kingdom, make the bravest soldiers kneel, But it takes a different strength to admit what you can feel! I'm a Goth Boy Vampire, got some shadows of my own, Had to face some ugly habits when I found myself alone. Anger ain't a trophy, pride ain't always being strong, Sometimes winning means admitting when your own reflection's wrong! I don't preach from high towers like I've conquered every flaw, I'm still sharpening my patience, learning when to draw. Never claimed to be your savior, never promised you a cure, Just a brother keeping every single intention pure! And when you called me brother? Yeah, I heard the hesitation! Centuries of darkness fighting unfamiliar appreciation! But I don't need announcements, don't need banners in the sky, I'd rather see the truth in action than a thousand pretty lies! [Beat Cut – Deep Spoken] That stranger you let inside? That was your decision. Not mine. Respect, brother. [Verse 3 – Heavy Horrorcore Bounce] Now let's address that little bastard with the paws! Abbadon's sitting proudly like he helped rewrite the laws! Little King with the attitude, black fur, royal stare, Probably thinks your whole damn breakthrough happened 'cause he's there! He ain't coming for your kingdom, ain't collecting ancient debts, He's just checking if that crypt has comfortable places left! And that clock you told him 'bout? Brother, better bolt it down! Little King's got more authority than fools wearing crowns! But jokes aside, respect for admitting something real, A king can keep his darkness without making others kneel. One decent deed won't rewrite everything you've done, But it proves a different future isn't something you must shun! No fake brotherhood for numbers, no allegiance bought with praise, No pretending we agree on every road or every way. Devil's Underground Inc., respect the path you walk, Clocked Out Ink is standing strong, let our actions do the talk! [Bridge – Haunting Piano, Rising Strings] You said I made you question What a thousand years had taught. But brother, here's the truth: That battle wasn't mine you fought. I held a mirror to the darkness, You decided what you'd see. I never came to make you better. That's your choice, not me. [Final Chorus – Explosive Rap-Metal] NO CROWNS TO STEAL! NO KINGS TO BREAK! REAL RESPECT AIN'T SOMETHING YOU CAN FAKE! TWO DARK CASTLES! TWO DIFFERENT NAMES! WE DON'T NEED THE SAME THRONE TO RESPECT THE SAME PAIN! FANGS UP HIGH! LET THE OLD BELLS RING! A KING CAN SHOW SOME MERCY AND STILL BE A FUCKING KING! NO BLOOD CONTRACT! NO DEBT TO PAY! JUST TWO DARK SOULS SHOWING RESPECT THEIR OWN WAY! [Outro – Clock Ticking, Harpsichord] [Deep Male Spoken] Veyr... I'll wipe my boots. I'll respect your throne. And I won't touch the fucking harpsichord. But if Abbadon starts playing it? That's between you and the cat! [Dark Chuckle] You opened your own door, brother. That's something nobody could do for you. Much love, Veyr Noctis. Respect to Devil Death and Devil's Underground Inc. From the Goth Boy Vampire... CLOCKED OUT INK ENTERTAINMENT! FOREVER CLOCKED IN! [Coffin Slam – Silence]
