Herdise the Myth ,
Heritage of the throne,
Tyrany is ruling,
A kindom once peaceful,
now cry in depth .

The souls of death ,
now weep in the mud ,
Bones, Bones, Bones ,
Now lay as decor for the Queens throne.
Her thirst must be fulfilled,
Oh! a Great temptation.

“Kill them all!” she says;
If her supper gets cold...