Lyrics:
The Queen Symphony

: When leaves have fallen And skies turned into grey. The night keeps on closing in on the day A nightingale sings his song of farewell You better hide

't believe that I put up with all this pain I've been used and I was choking on the promise I would never fall again I used to sing to your twisted symphony

beat with a continuous loop And a live vibe that'll hypnotize like the flute Along with somethin' that's rugged by nature like the forest Composed like the symphony

you're nothing more than a Copycat Copycat But where's your crown, Plain Jane Copycat, a media machine You get your voice from a star magazine, You play a sorry queen

before it froze As if struck by invisible hammers. Little peevish parts of icy air consumed Everything unprepared, wind aided in it and played Melancholic symphony

shadows embrace the frozen sun I'm alone "I remember the glorious storms, the wrath of the heavens upon the shores. The erotic winds and their symphonies

Throw me a melody I'll write you a symphony La la la la la la la la la la Be on insanity Pleasure is guaranteed La la la la la la la la la la I'll do

sad A mystery to behold, it speaks only to heart and soul Like a melody deep inside of me I song of love keeps playing on and on A symphony so heavenly

and this flight soon crashed their wings uncurled his movement of notes rose and feel off the page in a slow mutiny their lost symphony transformed into to remote soliloquies ? and this queen