Like pixels, fragments of a dream
Falling onto the floor of this night castle
A tiny crown, slightly crooked
Sitting atop a throne made of code
Wandering lost inside my own room
An old map with torn edges
Light leaks through the gap in the door
And stars on the poster wake up
An oversized cape, about to trip me up
The wand is just cheap plastic
Even so, I chant a raspy spell
The walls shake and change their colors
Idol of the Underworld!
Even a paper sword sparkles bright
On the stage of this haunted house
Even the monsters start to dance
Every time I sing, leveling up
My HP heart hasn't dropped yet
Even if my crown slips, I'll show you I can spin!
Idol of the Underworld!
Slime King spilling glitter
Turning the carpet into a sea of stars
Skeletons with off-beat rhythm
Still clapped their hands properly
The dragon, you see, is just a stuffed toy
A treasure hidden inside its zipper
The old portrait sways gently
Smiling, saying"You're fine just as you are."
Idol of the Underworld!
Even tattered and worn, under the spotlight
Echoing down the hallway, this catchy phrase
Even the ghosts are singing along
Even if I make a mistake, there's a continuation
No need for a save file
Even if my crown slips, the main star is me!
Idol of the Underworld!
Left, right
A secret staircase
Up? Down?
Can you hear me?
—The Boss Room
A grand stage
Taking a deep breath
At high pitch
The world shatters!
Idol of the Underworld!
Even if it's fake, the dream is real!
Even if I sing while staying a scaredy-cat
It all reaches you properly
Even as a hero inside a notebook
Right now, I can shine here
Even if my crown slips, I'll keep on spinning!
Idol of the Underworld!
