Texty: Crimson Glory. Queen Of The Masquerade.

Woman, madame of mystery
Heavens angel, devils daughter
Lady black widow strange and cruel, is it true?

Do you still need hearts to bleed to be satisfied?
Gathering prey, deadly webs
Hang in dark disguise

Showing no mercy, insatiable appetite
Down, down to your knees
Bow before her majesty

Hail to the queen of the masquerade
Deep in your heart she feeds
Hail to the queen of the masquerade
Bow to her majesty, look out

Slowly, crawling feeding on your heart
So many kings with broken dreams
The tyrants rule, the dragon pleads

Tell you man she'll tear you all apart
In chambers of the wicked queen
The silence falls, the feast begins

Moon shining eyes, clinging cobwebs
Above her bed, spider smooth legs
Across faces on silken web

Feeling the sting of her venomous clinching bite
Down, down to your knees
Bow before her majesty

Hail to the queen of the masquerade
Deep in your heart she feeds
Hail to the queen of the masquerade
Bow to her majesty

Her majesty queen

Do you still need hearts to bleed to be satisfied?
Gathering prey, deadly webs
Hang in dark disguise

Showing no mercy, insatiable appetite
Down, down to your knees
Bow before her majesty

Hail to the queen of the masquerade
Deep in your heart she feeds
Hail to the queen of the masquerade
Bow to her majesty

Hail to the queen of the masquerade
Deep in your heart she feeds
Hail to the queen of the masquerade
Bow to her majesty

Hail to the queen of the masquerade
Hard in your heart that bleeds