歌词
Fifteen-hundred-thirty-six
Her age has come, the crown affixed
Her only wish is to conceive
Whilst burning those that shun belief
♪
Countless years of bloodthirst.
And hundreds sacrificed
All hanged quartered, cauterised.
The queen's still longing to give birth
Endless years of madness
Death-fatigue, the cruel intrigue
Is the despair and the sadness
Of a royal womb still fruitless
Blood Queen
♪
Blood Queen
♪
Like a beggar 'fore the altar
It seems the lord has eased her plight
Yet miserriage still comes swiftly
Like a thief
In 'midst of night
♪
Ascending her stairs backwards
Clutching a mirror and candle
"Show me my future and show me what's mine"
And the mirror shows her a new born child
♪
She reaches for the infant, so sweet
But the mirror cracks
Its eyes start to bleed
A thick mist descends
Suddently down the stairs
She drops the ghastly mirror
Screaming in despair
Blood queen
♪
A shape appears in the mist
And throws her to the floor
The child, now floating in the air
She screams: No more!
The eyeless child then reaches out
She grabs its little arm
But a surge of mist pulls her back
The sudden force breaks the infant's neck
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Blood
Queen
♪
Blood
Queen
She comes
Throught the mirrors
Blood
Queen
She comes
Throught the mirrors
Blood
Queen
She comes
Throught the mirrors
Blood
Queen