The Twilight Showdown Lyrics

Spurs on both his mighty infant tears of our oil,
Prince Augustus
Pasta with the lack of razor crowned a princess
Biding off aside, I must distance the rival.
Tell you something.
Shouting with her brass conduction,
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Sond the trumpet
Welcome to the twilight showdown!

Fighting with his eyes combusted,
Prince Augustus
Shouting with her head of mustard
Welcome to the twilight showdown!