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