He took off the gown of wisdom, and bowed
bestow your beauty, return my kingdom, as you once vowed
this wretched war is yours, are you not proud?
cuts, bruises, blood and scars, a girl crying loud,
look at her as you did me, the day I tried, the day I died
is she not you, a shattered wave, a broken tide
a black spell, a foul crave, crashing on the rocks of pride
for in the dawn of the brave, men who defied
the charm of a pretty queen, as she wept and cried,
rains of gold kill the wealthy and seas of gluttony run dry,
grey grows old and empty, and your velvet demons die
look at me, watch me be, behold your champion fly
gone is the time of courtesy, and dead is every lie
