The mirror smashed, and pieces buried No heart lies lost, yet so much still unforgiven In a past now pale, faith lost to scarlet’s blade A forced hand, a goddess damned, by the games played
Know me well Lord of Lies, Prince of words From you darkest dream rose this Queen of Swords
I wish, you well, in your created hell As no tide can wash your stain from me The eternal star, shows the jewelled fool you are No tear falls, the fault is yours, in the choice you made
Know me well Lord of Lies, Prince of words From you darkest dream rose this Queen of Swords
The looking glass, your temptress As I become, as I become The looking glass, your temptress As I become, the first Elizabeth
Know me well, know me well
Know me well Lord of Lies, Prince of words From you darkest dream rose this Queen of Swords