Count of Monte Cristo

Did you think the dead lie still?
How naive, gentlemen...
Fourteen years the stone taught me silence.
Now... now the stones will speak.


This hall smells of expensive wine and lies.
Fernand, did you fix your uniform? Does it fit the shoulders tight?
Villefort, your law is but dust on the judge's bench.
Danglars... I see the bill of exchange trembling in your hands.


I enter, and the light dims in the crystal glass.
You look through me, searching for features from the past.
But that youth is gone. He was consumed by the brine
Of that water where my dreams were left to die.



I am not a ghost howling at the moon in the night.
I am the banker come to collect the price, right?
I am the judge who knows not the word "forgive."
I am the blade that will not let you live!

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The Count is not here! There is only the abyss and ice!
Edmond Dant;s is dead, and he won't rise twice!
I am your nightmare draped in golden silk.
I am the lesson you failed to learn from your ilk!
God gave me the right, He gave me the keys to the door,
To become the executioner for those I... "adored".


How is Mercedes? Oh, no need for words today.
I see in her eyes the ash of letters burned away.
You built your happiness on a pile of stolen sin,
Thinking your world was safe from where I have been.


But time does not heal. Time sharpens the knife.
Every second is venom poured into your life.

Drink! To the bottom! This is my "courtesy call."


I need no gold! To hell with your ranks and your pride!
I bought this world to burn it from the inside!
You stole my sun, my air, and my name,
So watch as I take it all back, just the same...
From you...
And from your children!


Rome. Paris. Marseille. The circle closes here!
I am Providence! I am your greatest fear!
Do not pray to me... Pray to the one in the fire below...
Because I am...
Coming...
For you!


Your move, gentlemen.