There is a tale of a man
Who became a clock as
The price for his own acts
When conspiring as son
The river flows again
And the memories made
Painful thoughts and regrets
Despair was made men
A broken mind
Two swollen eyes
Crying for help
Made a project
Once in hand I
Will never have
A ripped chest
At night again
Rivers of tears
Made from men
As the sadistic god
Moved the puppet strings
As a cynical
An overthrow
Made for them
An excuse for revenge
As the fight grows together
The devil just dance
A falling star
Crossing the way
Of a young child
What is your wish?
Show your nature
This boring act
Comes to an end
Tonight we shine
Medici's begin
Medici's rampage
As the moon is brilliant
So the stars are made
Medici's solists
Medici's morals
Do not cross the signals
God has bless us all
Every game of two hands
Shall be played with two sides
Vicious god of the light
Who shove aside his fault
I won't lose, once again
You will never forget
Why you where thrown away
Dear son Luzbel
The morning star
Forbidden name
Dueling against
The shining god
What lies beyond
A risky song
Madness has had
His part on both
As family broke apart
Enemies sworn for pride
An insane bet of them
Made the world break on flames
Our descendants must have
Resolve this through a game
Ouroboros project
Was born from hate
A white realm
A black empire
As Ying and Yang
Work as a half
Moon of the sky
Sun of the earth
Must pay the price
Tonight we fall
Medici's spin
Medici's finale
Shining fangs move forward
To devour their heir
Medici's perished
Medici's are dead
Betrayed by their fathers
Foolish thoughts are made
Medici's have sinned
Medici's arcane
Secret as to never
Surrender to them
Medici's speak
Medici's commands
Working all together
We will beat them now
Medici's true wish
Was to have a chance
To show to the heavens
How they could forget
As the devil grins
As the god just laugh
Their defiance made the
Shepherd's pilgrimage