I've had enough, these salty drops* I've caught a thousand of them, filled a hundred cups And bit by bit, they grew and grew So I begin to turn them into something new
Every hour of every night My little soldiers drew a breath and came to life And one by one they formed a line And pledged allegiance to this salty heart of mine
And what do you suppose they will do What do you suppose they will say The world will have its day With my army of tears
Filled the house in shallow waves I've fed them only on revenge and bitter rage And they grew up angry and tall Lo and behold I have a coldest sea of all
I build a boat made out of ice To sail the frozen ocean of my own device And there I'll float and there I'll freeze image: http://static.urx.io/units/web/urx-unit-loader.gif
Commander of a fleet, queen of the sea
And what do you suppose they will do What do you suppose they will do The whole world will bow down to My army of tears
Darken the day, black out the sun The water's flowing over everything and everyone The sirens yell that it's begun My army
The whole world will live in fear Of my army of tears
And what do you suppose they will do What do you suppose they will do The whole world will live in fear Of my army of tears