The Queen

You used to wear the crown, but you have put it down

Look at your kingdom. It is nothing but ruins of an old past

Kneel before the Queen. Kneel before the Queen

The memories are so fragile and old they could crack at anytime

But there is no-one left to remember them, for everything must die sometime

You have left your home, now someone else sits at your crooked throne

You are to old to be remembered, what was once all people knew

Quickly turned to myth kneel before the Queen

Kneel before the Queen

Children lay dead in the streets as whores

And crooked men trample them down with heavy feet

For fear will never leave this place when you're away

For Men will never change how they behave

Kneel before the Queen. Kneel before the Queen

She will make this her home again, by gods hand I promise you she will

For never has the daughter of Eve ever fallen to her knees

For never will this Queen fall to her knees for the greed of men that steals

Never will she become anything like you