The snow glows white on St. Luke's tonight, not a footprint to be seen.
A city of isolation, and it looks like I'm the Queen. I'd make a really good Queen actually.
The wind is howling like this stolen swarm inside. Couldn't keep it in, heaven knows I tried.
Don't let them in, don't let them see. Be the good Nard you always had to be.
Conceal don't feel, don't let them know. Well now they know.
Let it go, let it go. Couldn't hold the oath any more.
Let it go, let it go, turn away and slam the vault.
I don't care what Sir's going to say.
Let the storm rage on. Because I have full permission to kick his backside.
*Break*
Let it go, let it go. I'm one with the Nard and Storm.
Let it go, let it go, you'll never see me cry.
Where I stand, and here I stay. On the Mondasian colony ship. Standing- Oh wait, there's an instrumental. Not meant to be talking or singing here. Oh well.
My powers flurrys through the air into the ground. The soul is spiraling in frozen fractuals all around.
And one thought crystallizes like an icy blast.
Some weird lyrics - I'm never going back. The past is in the past.
Well it could be in the future as well with time travel.
Let it go, let it go, I'll rise like the break of dawn.
Let it go, let it go, that perfect Nardole is gone. (I'm still perfect.)
Here I stand, on the Mondasian colony ship.
And the storm rages on.
The oath never bothered me anyway.