Letra de Obeying the Iron Will

Sharp flickers of light
Set my senses ablaze
Rain hits the window in waves

Pulsing like the warm flashes that
Course over my nerves as the subconscious erupts
Into bittersweet bliss

This has been culminating for æons and it appears
It appears that the stage has been set
For our epic conquest
Sever combinations

My queen, my queen
My queen, my queen

Raw animal lust and the most poignant
Of spiritual connections
If I believed in destiny
This would be it
I survived through stagnancy on your prose

Rebuilt in the face of degradation
And brought conquest to new lands
Wishing you were by my side
I count myself lucky that this
Torturous dance ever commenced
Yet curse the parameters surrounding it
Daily, daily, daily daily!

Woven from the same scarce cloth
I'm tired of living for what could have been
As life is too short for second best
Life is too short for second best

My queen, my queen
My queen, my queen

Woven from the same scarce cloth
Oh, I'm tired of living for what could have been