Beneath My Throne (Sped Up)

Surely I will make them bite the blades of their own tongues

If I am to rule their wreckage sunk

Someday they will fall and I’ll be sitting on the throne

Wearing a crown of a thousand stones

I walk like Cruella de Vil

They should know better but still

Their words won’t even come close to scratch my shield

Look at my face, I’m not impressed

Sorry, if I couldn’t care less

Checkmate I play my enemies like chess

Break their bones, prove them wrong

My blue blood is cold as stone

Most evil demanour they’ve ever known

They will eat from the ground beneath my throne

They will eat from the ground beneath my throne

They will eat from the ground beneath my throne

They will eat from the ground beneath my throne

They will eat from the ground beneath my throne

Now they think it’s funny they all take me for a fool

Won’t see them laughing once I rule

Many double faced have tried to bring my kingdom down

So called ‘best friends’ once I wear the crown

I walk like Cruella de Vil

They should know better but still

Their words won’t even come close to scratch my shield

Look at my face, I’m not impressed

Sorry, if I couldn’t care less

Checkmate I play my enemies like chess

Break their bones, prove them wrong

My blue blood is cold as stone

Most evil demanour they’ve ever known

They will eat from the ground beneath my throne

They will eat from the ground beneath my throne

They will eat from the ground beneath my throne

They will eat from the ground beneath my throne

They will eat from the ground beneath my throne

They will eat from the ground beneath my throne

They will eat from the ground beneath my throne

They will eat from the ground beneath my throne

They will eat from the ground beneath my throne