
If all of the kings had their queens on the throne
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
To all of the queens who are fighting alone
Baby, you’re not dancin’ on your own
If all of the kings had their queens on the throne
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
To all of the queens who are fighting alone
Baby, you’re not dancin’ on your own
I have nothing to say, go away
What more can be said?
Even if I get mad, that only hurts my lips
So do whatever you want
and in a blink of an eye, winter came…
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Without means to escape the looming bloodbath, her demon orb came levitating with a flick of her finger. “I guess a fight is inevitable,” she said in a somewhat calm voice as the orb started to glow bright red. “I hope you’re ready to perish. Don’t worry… I’ll do it fast and painless… /hopefully/.”