[Shen: AntiRivet]
The shadows howl, the night turns pale
Reina flees the foes at her trail
An [bad word] darkness, impending doom
The scrolls dawn the tree, a somber gloom [bad word] as you will! You cannot escape
The darkness pursues, embrace now your fate
The cost of your cowardice you cannot afford
Hide from the shadows or fall on your sword

[Elise: Nicki Taylor]
Your night's just begenning, this hour you face
My craving for fear I've acquired the taste
You strength shall abandon, your speed shall abate
For four hundred years I've been lying in wait
My form made beautiful, I now seek to bind
In my web of deception you're now intertwined
The sound of the strings entice you to me
Together, forever, embraced we shall be
 [bad word]  Josef Falkensköld]
The moon turns crimson
The night is bleak
We place our nightmares on the great tree
We suffer now, for just one night
Our [bad word] at the sunrise

[Thresh: AntiRivet]
The warden arrives, your soul must be tamed
In darkness you hide, fearing my deadly chain
You flee persecution yet usher disaster
And within my lantern I'm herald as master
Weakness defines you, you honor abandons
Deception, your guise, are you so underhanded?
Your stealth and your speed may be your claim to fame
But once I have you I'll take even your name

[Kalista: Annchirisu]
Vengeance [bad word]  my spears shall await
Can you escape justice [bad word] from your fate
Impale thee on misery on punishment you bleed
Your heart is uneasy, I see what you need
For years we torment you, the demons you flee
Your patterns sporadic, it's [bad word] entropy
I've cornered you now beneath this crimson moon
Reina you're trapped prepare for your doom

 [bad word]  Josef Falkensköld]
The moon turns crimson
The night is bleak
We place our nightmares on the great tree
We suffer now, for just one night
Our [bad word] at the sunrise

[Akali: Nicki Taylor]
I'm trapped, I'm surrounded, the demons close in
Death begins howling upon noxious wind
I fear for my life, for the lifes of my kin
Yet life on [bad word] is just no way to live
My fear of the unknown or binding [bad word] 
My fear of injustice or wanton [bad word] 
My every year fleeing, my terrified nights
But [bad word] forever and now I must fight

[Martin Floberg's solo]

 [bad word]  Josef Falkensköld]
The moon turns crimson
The night is bleak
We place our nightmares on the great tree
We suffer now, for just one night
Our [bad word] at the sunrise