The queen will strike before the dawn She silently waits in her lair A stab in the back and the king will be gone A blood stained crown she now wears Darkness shrouds the realm of the king Evil surrounds her domain Distirted and twisted this land with no king Her paupers all cry out in pain
Chained by deception And shakled by all of her lies Without rejection We take her into out lives God save our queen From the light
The castle halls grow dim and gold Take leave with the stars as your guide Go on search of a city of gold Go for your queen you must ride
To lay siege on distant lands To heir the golden throne To rule the world with an iron hand To make your life her own
Bow to your queen strong and bold Or off with your head it will be For your life is hers forever to hold Only she can set you free