We met
Half way
Between the headstone and your grave
Dance on the black and blue
With tragic endings
We race to break the silence
Dirt covered fingers eyelids
I´ve got bags of lust that are filled with death

Now take your hand
And get the gasoline
Wave goodbye cause you know
This tomb was fit for a queen
I´ll strike the match
And you light her casket
Inside a box
It´s big enough
This tomb was fit for a queen
Fit for a queen
This tomb was fit for a queen

Her lips of death
Rushed in
Like a crash
Fell down
Went straight for the floor
I know when I´m dealing with a liar
Don´t get burned with this desire

Now take your hand
And get the gasoline
Wave goodbye cause you know
This tomb was fit for a queen
I´ll strike the match
And you light her casket
Inside a box
It´s big enough
This tomb was fit for a queen
Fit for a queen
Fit for a queen
Fit for a queen
This tomb was fit for a queen