Lyrics

Seg 1, Jagged Crown 2
All sing, “Ah, ah, ooo, ooo.
Both Nar and Saint Don sing, “Now the ceiling breaks and the light comes down. We’re wearing the silence like a jagged crown. Oh we’re building a temple from the dust and the glass. Watching the shadows of the future pass.”

Seg 2, Jagged Crown2
Both Nar and Saint Don sing, “Oh, oh, oh, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo. Now the ceiling breaks and the light comes down. We’re wearing the silence like a jagged crown. Oh we’re building a temple from the dust and the glass. Watching the shadows of the future pass.”
Background vocals by Peace and Honoka; they sing, “Ah, ah, ah, oh, oh, ah, ah, ah.”

Seg 3, Jagged Crown Arena synth-rock
All sing, “Oh, oh, oh, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo.”
Both Nar and Saint Don sing, “Now the ceiling breaks and the light comes down. We’re wearing the silence like a jagged crown. Oh we’re building a temple from the dust and the glass. Watching the shadows of the future pass.”
Background vocals by Peace and Honoka; they sing, “Ah, ah, ah, oh, oh, ah, ah, ah.”
Seg 4, A Throne of Gold
Both Nar and Saint Don sing, “Oh we’re building a temple from the dust and the glass. Watching the shadows of the future pass. It’s a heavy weight. It’s a holy throne. In a digital kingdom we call our own. The crown is jagged, but the spirit is gold. Writing the stories that have never been told.”
Seg 5, Regal Confession
Nar sings, “Do you feel the vibration? The glass in the air. It's the sound of the world finally stripped bare. It's beautiful really. In a terrifying way. Peace. Like a neon sunset at the end of the day.
Honoka says, “I'm not crying. Don. It's the. It's the atmospheric pressure!”
Saint Don says, “Just let it out Nar! It's a regal confession!”
Seg 6, Long Live the Freaks
Saint Don sings, “Oh, we’re wearing the crown!”
Nar yells, “Jagged edge gold! Nar!”
Saint Don says, “I think I’ve reached my peak. Or at least my limit.”
Nar says, "Nonsense. You look like a king in a midlife crisis."
Saint Don says, “Careful with the temple, boys. I just swept the floor.”
Both Nar and Saint Don yell, “Honoka! Long live the freaks!”
Nar says, “A sound. A final massive orchestral hit rings out. The sound of a heavy stone door sliding shut echoes into the silence.”