Her Majesty

Vayu

People stopped calling me Their queenly majesty The words don't pass their teeth Ashes fall so gently What's happened to Paris? How did it become this? The servers are headless ghosts Passing through the ballroom Nobles swoon their timely doom Will come shockingly soon Dirty clothes don't suit me But I can't get them cleaned They're ripping at the seams The clothes and the country Just where is my mother? Did they get to her? The servers are headless ghosts Passing through the ballroom Nobles swoon their timely doom Will come shockingly soon The servers are headless ghosts Passing through the ballroom Nobles swoon their timely doom Will come shockingly soon I think I looked elevated And looked too well-fed I will count the seconds I can blink With a severed head

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