Majesty (short version)
by Veela
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It´s not enough
I´ve given up
They´re wielding guns
We´ve been taken over
Uncetain hooves
Let instinct choose
Their every move to leave
Us cornered
As we grow up
There´s nothing left
Bow and arrow in hand
Stand up, follow orders
How cruel have we become
To know what we have done
Tomorrow, another one, "Dear,you´re not here."
We watched them leave
Leave our homes
(Forgettable)
We embrace steel and now we know
That we have control
Orient maid, free our souls
(Feel the drums and they hum so loud)
(Shooting guns from a one man crowd)
Geisha of Blades, wise and cold
(No fun and no love and not proud)
(What they´ve done to a lover´s home town)
Now we ride, inclined, to die
Women like us, I´ve come to find
Are seldom blind to life´s many horrors
In strength they trust, and keep in mind
The people lost and left behind
Orient maid, free our souls
(Feel the drums and they hum so loud)
(Shooting guns from a one man crowd)
Geisha of Blades, wise and cold
(No fun and no love and not proud)
(What they´ve done to a lover´s home town)
It´s just a game, not a war
(Feel the drums and they hum so loud)
(What they´ve done to a lover´s home town)
I´ve given up
They´re wielding guns
We´ve been taken over
Uncetain hooves
Let instinct choose
Their every move to leave
Us cornered
As we grow up
There´s nothing left
Bow and arrow in hand
Stand up, follow orders
How cruel have we become
To know what we have done
Tomorrow, another one, "Dear,you´re not here."
We watched them leave
Leave our homes
(Forgettable)
We embrace steel and now we know
That we have control
Orient maid, free our souls
(Feel the drums and they hum so loud)
(Shooting guns from a one man crowd)
Geisha of Blades, wise and cold
(No fun and no love and not proud)
(What they´ve done to a lover´s home town)
Now we ride, inclined, to die
Women like us, I´ve come to find
Are seldom blind to life´s many horrors
In strength they trust, and keep in mind
The people lost and left behind
Orient maid, free our souls
(Feel the drums and they hum so loud)
(Shooting guns from a one man crowd)
Geisha of Blades, wise and cold
(No fun and no love and not proud)
(What they´ve done to a lover´s home town)
It´s just a game, not a war
(Feel the drums and they hum so loud)
(What they´ve done to a lover´s home town)