Stalin and Trotsky in Hazbin Hotel | "We Don't Get the Last Words"

Stalin and Trotsky. Once political enemies finally meet each other once again at the Hotel. Lyrics: [Intro] [Stalin] They told me you had come. [Trotsky] You never liked an unexpected guest. [Verse 1 — Trotsky] I crossed the room and saw you waiting, Sitting where the lamplight fell. There was no guard beside your shoulder, No one keeping you from me. I carried years of words to tell you, Wrote them down from place to place. An exile’s desk, a door behind me— Then an ice axe and your face. You took my home, you took my comrades. You sent a man to take my life. Do not greet me like an equal In some quarrel left behind. [Verse 2 — Stalin] I had you killed. I know the words. I will not dress them up tonight. There is no order I can cancel, No road by which to set that right. I know confession gives you nothing. You owe me neither peace nor time. But if you came to hear me tell you That your hands were clean, they weren’t. [Pre-Chorus] [Trotsky] Don’t use my past to hide your own. [Stalin] Then do not use your death for yours. [Trotsky] I never called your rule my future. [Stalin] I know. I made that choice for you. [Chorus] We don’t get the last word. We don’t get to close the book. You can name the hand that killed you; I can name the lives I took. Let the names we tried to answer for Be spoken by the ones they knew. We don’t get the last word— Not me. Not even you. [Verse 3 — Trotsky] You say it like a challenge to me, As if I’ve never heard the dead. I hear the sailors asking questions. I still remember what I said. We feared the war would swallow everything. I believed we had to hold. They wanted room to speak against us. We met them in the cold. I will not let you claim that moment Makes your years of terror mine. But I won’t say that all my reasons Were theirs to carry at the time. [Bridge] [Choir] We are not proof in your argument. We are not weights upon a scale. You called us threats. You called us losses. We had names before we failed. [Stalin] I said I’d listen. [Trotsky] Then let them speak. [Choir] Neither of you needs to answer Every silence with a speech. [Breakdown] [Trotsky] I will not forgive you! [Stalin] I have no right to ask! [Trotsky] And I will not call us equal! [Stalin] Nor hide behind your past! [Final Chorus] We don’t get the last word. We don’t get to close the book. You can name the hand that killed you; I can name the lives I took. Let the names we tried to answer for Be spoken by the ones they knew. We don’t get the last word— Not me. Not even you. [Outro] [Stalin] I’ll leave the chair beside me empty. [Trotsky] Someone else may want to sit. [Choir, softly] Someone else already did. #hazbinhotel #fansong