Apocolypstik

The damsel of the north
You squeeze the final tears from your eyes
You’ll lose your grip and fall
This time
Your saviour will never free you from yourself
You have me on my knees
Yet, I see everything
Your siren song
Escapes your lungs
I know
In their dispair they crawl
I’ve come to free them all
The Queen be gone, her people holding on
Don’t you ever give into them
Don’t you ever sink to their depth
In their despair they crawl
I’ve come to free them all
You have me on my knees
Yet, I see everything
Your siren song
Escapes your lungs
I know
In their dispair they crawl
I’ve come to free them all
My encore
Is your last curtain call
I will free you from your debt
Your seduction is your death
I will not be controlled