[Intro] Pink parasol beneath a dead moon glow, Little ghosts laughing everywhere I go. Frills and lace, but don’t mistake the sound— When the Hollows rise, every smile hits the ground. Horohorohoro… Welcome to my kingdom now. [Verse 1] From Thriller Bark where the black fog rolls, I dance through halls full of wandering souls. Crown on my head, striped stockings clean, Cute little terror, the ghostly queen. Negative Hollows drifting through the air, One little touch and you’re drowning in despair. Brave men shaking, heroes losing pride, All that confidence disappears inside. Got Kumashi close when the night turns cold, A haunted little kingdom dressed in gold. Call me spoiled, call me strange, call me vain— I’ll smile while your courage circles the drain. [Pre-Chorus] Float through the walls, disappear from sight, Pink hair shining in the pale moonlight. You came in strong, now you’re falling down— Bow to the princess with the Negative Crown. [Chorus] Horohorohoro, hear the ghosts sing loud, Perona rising like a storm-cloud crown. Cute like a doll, but the darkness follows me, Princess of Hollows, drifting wild and free. Horohorohoro, let your ego drown, One little ghost gonna bring you down. Black lace, pink hair, hear the haunted sound— Everybody bows to the Negative Crown. [Verse 2] Sent through the sky to a castle far away, Stuck with a swordsman who refused to obey. Gloomy old ruins, thunder overhead, Still made a home where the roses grew red. I complain, I shout, I demand my way, But somewhere underneath what I always say, There’s a stubborn little heart I rarely show— Care too much? Ha! Nobody needs to know. Through war and distance, through the crashing sea, No haunted mansion ever cages me. I’ll chase the strange, the cute, the dark, the rare, With a parasol spinning like I haven’t got a care. [Pre-Chorus] Float through the walls, disappear from sight, Pink hair shining in the pale moonlight. You came in strong, now you’re falling down— Bow to the princess with the Negative Crown. [Chorus] Horohorohoro, hear the ghosts sing loud, Perona rising like a storm-cloud crown. Cute like a doll, but the darkness follows me, Princess of Hollows, drifting wild and free. Horohorohoro, let your ego drown, One little ghost gonna bring you down. Black lace, pink hair, hear the haunted sound— Everybody bows to the Negative Crown. [Bridge] I don’t need sunlight, give me candle flames, Cobweb halls and crooked picture frames. A thousand little spirits swirling overhead, Turning fearless warriors gloomy instead. So laugh if you want at the ribbons and bows— You’ll change your tune when the Hollow wind blows. I’m sweet, I’m strange, I’m trouble profound— The cutest little nightmare for miles around. [Outro] Horohorohoro… hear that sound? Ghosts in the ceiling, mist on the ground. Raise my parasol as the moon comes down— Long live Perona… And the Negative Crown.
