Queen Of The Harpees Lyrics

These words

This life

We're forced into this submission

These words

This life

This is not an admission



This message stops restarts and then

It will constantly resend it's never over

And if you could know I'd live again let it go

It's overwhelming self-propelling



Etched into a dividend

There comes and end false plays pretending

Cut throats without antidotes

You sold our friends that's where we ended