Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Queen of the Damned



The irony is not lost on me.
The subtlety behind your actions that seem
Like you love me; there's no one but me.
You say you love me
For what you think I am.

But I know how to read between the lines.
And liars can always tell lies.

I'm the queen of the damned.
I invented the sinner's hand.
I rule the world with an iron fist.
I'm the queen of the damned.
And you're a lost soul.
While I’m queen, welcome to my land.

Kiss my feet and take my hand
Bow before your queen.
I am kind and merciful
To those who show who they adore – and that’s me.

But I know how to read between the lines.
And liars can always tell lies.

I’m the queen of the damned.
I invented the sinner’s hand.
I rule the world with an iron fist.
I’m the queen of the damned.
And you’re a lost soul.
While I’m queen, welcome to my land.

Say it like you mean it.
Pretend like you mean it.
Make me believe it.
Think that you believe it.

And liars can always find liars, and liars sleep with liars.
And we lie, but we don't hide it, cause we know that we’ve been bad.
And liars can always find liars, and liars sleep with liars.
And we lie, but we don't hide it, cause we know that we’ve been bad.

I’m the queen of the damned.
I invented the sinner’s hand.
I rule the world with an iron fist.
I’m the queen of the damned.
And you’re a lost soul.
While I’m queen, welcome to my land.