The country of the hopeless, Forgotten letters and sad tales and no regrets With no struggle and success, Where everyone wears too many masks. No that, nobody know that
The world of darkness one more time Is ruled now by the Queen of black night, Bonfires burning in her eyes, And in her soul – a hidden knife.
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Would you become another slave, another knave And join the Queen’s unhappy staff? And float to the illusions game, Just like an old abandoned raft? I know! I know! I know! Oh!
Rewrite all with your own hand (own hand) And break the locks( break the locks) of emptiness (emptiness), You cannot play love in the land, With no dream of happiness.
Verse 2
She’s worshiped by her humble slaves, The world of sin is at her feet. She is a poisonous sweet grace, Her strategy is unforeseen.
The cobweb of a wicked game, For which the truth is not innate Will make you lose it when you play, When packs of cards destroy your fate.
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Verse 3
Enchanted by her crafty spell, Your mind is so consigned to oblivion! And you’ll become a marionette Yielding to powerful temptation.
Chorus
Would you become another slave And join the Queen’s unhappy staff? Illusions game! Abandoned raft! I know! I know! I know! Oh!
Rewrite all with your own hand (own hand) And break the locks (break the locks) Of emptiness (emptiness), You cannot play love in the land, With no dream of happiness.