Queen Dies کے بول

An ancient prophesy appeared erewhile to me I would be dead by hand of power-hungry twim There is so much to do as long as I am queen Cost what it may, I'II fight the fate, I am to win Convene all twins in kingdom, slay them all Cut throats, throw out the gust and daunt Let them be warning for anyone who fakes Their souls and bodies for me death men await A replica of me, forgive, yuo, II have to die For sake of our peoplehood and prosper land I'II cut you gently without tiny scent of shy Your sacrifice me and me nation will defend Queen Dies Queen Dies Queen Dies