Art Far Away 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
