Long live the king the king is dead Your prayers won't call him back to your bed With all this blood I've laced upon the moon No spells of tricks will bring him home Long live the king, The king is mine the king is dead.
An addict to my tones You will drink me til you say when And then you'll have to drink some more You'll love me like the devil loves To drink his water laced with wine But you won't like him be called an angel When you fall
One day I'll be conquered by a wily voice and eyes And my tomb will be the place where Great cities rise And the queen will be dead, long live the queen And the queen will be dead, long live the queen!