Here cometh the Queen of the State
Those eyes, that hair intoxicate.
She’s the queen of the heavens and hell
Her reign is marked by an enchanting spell
And while she tenderly caresses my face
She quickens the pace.
Holds up the mace.
Here cometh the Queen of Sacrifice
Let us morn and perform this rite
For we have been cursed by the sword
So Lilith comes before us and is awed
Let the red wine flow for her majesty
Let it flood the city.
Destroy the guilty.
Here cometh the Queen of the elastic Gods
Let her speak with her eerie nods
Walking through her synthetic valley
Her shadow casts a familiar shame
For her majesty has taken a victim’s smile
Our eternal trial.
In such style!
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