King - Armored Dawn

You all who come, come to the shrine

Pray to your queen

God knows her time won’t be bright

Tomorrow she’ll be seen

As a traitor

Let the Queen live

People claim for innocence

The King lost his mind

Sentence of death by sword to his Queen

Cold eyes in the night gave her nothing but pain

«Mercy!», she had to lie

The green in those eyes made her alive again

«Passion!», she had to die