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Friday, 9 January 2015

From The Airport – The Queen (The Beast)

Let the snow fall on the mountain top
No denial (praise, praise)
Let the boys kneel under my feet
No denial (down, down)
Lead the young ones to the candy shop
With the fake smile (lies, lies)
Diamond cakes under my eyes
With the cold chains (take, take)

Come, sweet, come, sweet
Joy, delight, bliss, treat, joy, delight, bliss, trick

Show me your greed, your constant thirst
What do you wish? (cross, cross)
Take the high seat by the frozen throne
What do you see? (blind, blind)
You’re in my hands, glued to my skin
Do you realize? (death, death)
Slowly fading to the burning ground
Do you realize? (dark, dark)

Come, sweet, come, sweet
Joy, delight, bliss, treat, joy, delight, bliss, trick, pain
“My life is not your toy. I believe.”

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