just a rat in a maze. Masters and slaves, pawns in a game, Marching in a funeral parade of the Master's design, Obey. Rats in a Maze, Pawn and Queen
. The keeper of the city keys Put shutters on the dreams. I wait outside the pilgrims door With insufficient schemes. The black queen chants The funeral march
The keeper of the city keys Put shutters on the dreams I wait outside the pilgrim's door With insufficient schemes The black queen chants, the funeral march
keeper of the city keys Puts shutters on the dreams. I wait outside the pilgrim's door With insufficient schemes. The black queen chants the funeral march
keeper of the city keys Put shutters on the dreams. I wait outside the pilgrim's door With insufficient schemes. The black queen chants the funeral march
of bones is a collosal show, to see the angels fall, death is playing her funeral march and you will dance with this funeral march.
rule, of english law the queen has shut her eyes to the torment of common man the queen will have a pauper's grave for stealing irish land apparitions
stopped! HAIL, HAIL! ...Brave Swordmaster! MARCH, MARCH! ...Great Swordmaster! and I ask the wind for the fall of the king...! INTO THE RAY OF THE SUN MARCH
you please Girl, you wanted, you could've been dead Now, you're swinging like a funeral march, oh Yeah, but nobody died Oh, you're swinging like a funeral march
blame me for an animal like that [Q-Unique] I clash with the mind of a machathetto And laugh if you cryin' when I blast the metal March with an army
of the city keys Put shutters on the dreams. I wait outside the pilgrim's door With insufficient schemes. The black queen chants the funeral march, The
King The keeper of the city keys Puts shutters on the dreams I wait outside the pilgrims door With insufficiant schemes The black queen chants the funeral march
stopped! Hail, Hail! ...Brave Swordmaster! March, March! ...Great Swordmaster! And I ask the wind for the fall of the king...! Into the ray of the sun March
me for an animal like that [Q-Unique] I clash with the mind of a machathetto And laugh if you cryin' when I blast the metal March with an army of darkness