Testo di Queen Kingdom

Projectile, like a hairspring Needle born blood pack Rise from the sufficient maligns To further the cause for the unborn Breach back, a spear of hate transforms Into a queen with the head of a boar The city's walls becomes my tomb Fill your throat up with salt Cut your legions of fire back to the Blood soaked wall of east Suffer A knot inside the unborn opens it's pale eye Pale horse Pale mind