As I slice through the towers of glass, I'm maxed in fear To which of your lost faithless gods will you appeal? Traces of cosmic lies that the world loves to hear I ain't the kind to sell out, cause as I understand a new battle I'm gonna take some of it all, give it myself to have Then I'm a beast, giving myself And as this memory slides into the dark, forgettable visions You can hear the sky goddess laugh, for the final fantasy it has Don't accuse me of blasphemy, yeah All your abyssic scenes of sweet treats and soft loves Do me a favor, can't you feel the rats dancing in 300 million living rooms? Are you ready to drink tea from your own eyelids? I ain't the kind to sell out, cause as I understand a new battle I'm gonna take some of it all, give it myself to have Then I'm a beast, giving myself And as this memory slides into the dark, forgettable visions You can hear the sky goddess laugh, for the final fantasy it has At last At last At last Final fantasy You can hear the sky goddess laugh At last Final fantasy At last At last At last At last