I have died here once before
And I will die here once again
And they will put me in the ground
To be eaten by the things I now feed on
Alongside the queen
And all of your prayers
Will fall on our ears
And all of your tears will moisten this mud
That keeps us in place.
And I will die here once again
And they will put me in the ground
To be eaten by the things I now feed on
Alongside the queen
And all of your prayers
Will fall on our ears
And all of your tears will moisten this mud
That keeps us in place.