Uploaded October 2020 | Updated September 2026, 3 days ago
I am become theaytre.
There's an animatic of some of this BTW!!!
Check it out here: youtube.com/watch?v=sMyTDHS4Hcs&ab_channel=3sides1eye
Fully original composition, vocal parts sung by me, and the saxophone bit in the middle played by me. All other bits are MIDI or taken from Wilbur's video on Schlatt's takeover.
Written in musescore, recorded/produced in Audacity, video edited in Filmora 9.
LYRICS:
Background vocals are: freedom, freedom. Freedom, freedom. Freedom, freedom. Kyrie elaison.
The fools
Good men doing nothing
All it took was a look for a crack and I
Tore down the wall!
The fools
Consumed by petty squabbles
With a word, and a kiss, and a moment's caress I
Well... you know the rest
Peace and security, happiness equality
Tenets preached by their weak old lord
Bakeries pets, freedom and frivolity
Are powerless against the fire and the sword
And as the flag burns high up in the sky
Resplendent as the dawn of a new age I
Brick by brick desanctify
Their walls as I stand deified
Not a man not a president a king but a god
With horns and cloven hooves
Watching ants as they scurry and pigs as they plod
Steadily to their doom
For a domain comprised of what the shadows consume
Covers much more than the light's given due
And block by block as our land expands
Their ends will be wrought by their friend's own hands
Tommy:
We've got to go
Why would Tubbo not come with us Wilbur?
Wilbur:
We gave up literally everything for L'manburg
Everything we earned in that sacrifice has been lost in one moment
Back to me/schlatt :)
The fools
Working from the shadows
A job half done isn't done at all
To fight back you must stand tall
The fools
Cowering in their bunkers
My sticks and stones may not break their bones but my
Words will shatter their souls
I have no-one to trust but my own two hands
For men will ensnare me in their plans
And women weave their web of lies
Without due care the past may reprise
An axe in my back a bolt through my heart
The drip dripping of my life's blood shan't
Punctuate their joyous refrain
As they free themselves from my pain
And as the walls fall and the buildings rise
Traitors flee and the new flag flies
They think they're attempting deicide
But I assure you it's suicide
For this regime will last a thousand years
Of poverty and of fear
Here I stand, king of kings
behold my works ye mighty and despair
I am become theaytre.
There's an animatic of some of this BTW!!!
Check it out here: youtube.com/watch?v=sMyTDHS4Hcs&ab_channel=3sides1eye
Fully original composition, vocal parts sung by me, and the saxophone bit in the middle played by me. All other bits are MIDI or taken from Wilbur's video on Schlatt's takeover.
Written in musescore, recorded/produced in Audacity, video edited in Filmora 9.
LYRICS:
Background vocals are: freedom, freedom. Freedom, freedom. Freedom, freedom. Kyrie elaison.
The fools
Good men doing nothing
All it took was a look for a crack and I
Tore down the wall!
The fools
Consumed by petty squabbles
With a word, and a kiss, and a moment's caress I
Well... you know the rest
Peace and security, happiness equality
Tenets preached by their weak old lord
Bakeries pets, freedom and frivolity
Are powerless against the fire and the sword
And as the flag burns high up in the sky
Resplendent as the dawn of a new age I
Brick by brick desanctify
Their walls as I stand deified
Not a man not a president a king but a god
With horns and cloven hooves
Watching ants as they scurry and pigs as they plod
Steadily to their doom
For a domain comprised of what the shadows consume
Covers much more than the light's given due
And block by block as our land expands
Their ends will be wrought by their friend's own hands
Tommy:
We've got to go
Why would Tubbo not come with us Wilbur?
Wilbur:
We gave up literally everything for L'manburg
Everything we earned in that sacrifice has been lost in one moment
Back to me/schlatt :)
The fools
Working from the shadows
A job half done isn't done at all
To fight back you must stand tall
The fools
Cowering in their bunkers
My sticks and stones may not break their bones but my
Words will shatter their souls
I have no-one to trust but my own two hands
For men will ensnare me in their plans
And women weave their web of lies
Without due care the past may reprise
An axe in my back a bolt through my heart
The drip dripping of my life's blood shan't
Punctuate their joyous refrain
As they free themselves from my pain
And as the walls fall and the buildings rise
Traitors flee and the new flag flies
They think they're attempting deicide
But I assure you it's suicide
For this regime will last a thousand years
Of poverty and of fear
Here I stand, king of kings
behold my works ye mighty and despair
