(Intro - Spoken) Welcome to our wretched realm, where nightmares intertwine… A throne built on despair… Here, the wicked shall align. Are you ready to witness the foulest battle of all?" Prepare yourself, for darkness is about to reign. Let the horrors unfold! (Laugh wickedly, “Hehehe!”) (Verse 1: MALE) Welcome to my realm, a crypt of decay, Where the stench of the wicked makes mortals betray, You call that a fragrance? It reeks of despair, Like a graveyard unleashed, with death in the air. (Snorts, “Ughhh, vile!”) (Pre-Chorus 1: MALE) Oh, sorceress of shadows, your malice is ripe, Choking on filth, you're the queen of the ripe, In this hellish domain, where nightmares converge, I’ll feast on your terror, let the darkness emerge! (Gags in disgust, “Eeww, foul!”) (Chorus: BOTH) In this cursed den, where the horrors descend, Breath of decay, it’s a foul storm we send, A kingdom of rot, where the lost souls conspire, With laughter like thunder, we stoke the pyre! (Cackle with delight, “Mwahaha!”) (Verse 2: FEMALE) Behold, putrid fiend, can you feel the dread? In this wretched abyss, where the living are dead, A miasma of malice, a cauldron of doom, Your breath is a plague, it consumes all the room! (Retches violently, “Eww, how grotesque!”) (Pre-Chorus 2: FEMALE) Oh, wretched demon, with a stench so profane, A grave’s rotten laughter, driving mortals insane, You think you can conquer? You’re destined to fail, In this blighted chamber, your spirit will pale! (Grimaces, “Yuck, that’s rancid!”) (Chorus: BOTH) In this cursed den, where the horrors descend, Breath of decay, it’s a foul storm we send, A kingdom of rot, where the lost souls conspire, With laughter like thunder, we stoke the pyre! (Howl with malevolence, “Mwahaha!”) (Bridge) Oh, the shadows are calling, their whispers so sweet, They lure you to madness, you’ll fall at our feet, In the darkest of corners, your sanity frays, Once lost in the stench, you’ll forever be preyed! (Echo with mockery, “Ewwwwww!”) (Outro) So linger in anguish, in this den full of fright, Our bathroom battle summons the eternal night, With each putrid breath, your soul we reclaim, In this war of decay, we’ll both stake our claim! (Break into wicked laughter, “Mwahahaha!”)
