I hate everything about you… Why do I love you?
— Niccolò Machiavelli, The Prince.
Come with me, come into my castle
Fun waits for us in the basement there
Gentle, gentle, we want to be
Liberate the moment from time
Yeah, paradise lies under the house
The door falls closed, the light goes out
Are you ready?
Are you good to go?
Welcome… to the darkness!
To the darkness! ♪
On the land, on the sea
Lurks the destruction
The creature must die