Our Majesty کے بول

The youth on the corner The royals, the warriors The spoils of war Well they never come lightly There’s kids at the door There’s boats on the shore The ease we ignore with And fear Well they never come lightly Is it all on our majesty? Is it all on me? We're all made of stone Made of tears, made of bones Made to love, made alone How will we ever go lightly? When the truth is we're ruthless And toothless And brutal And we know it all too well Because we do it politely Is it all on our majesty? Is it all on me? With the slightest of hands We’ll burn and abandon And we do it all too well How we falter so proudly And of course it's the Words of the poorest We’ll show to the door But their daughters remind us That of course We're still free Is it all on our majesty? Is it all on me?