Letra da Música: Crownless Queen - Kintral

Call the name of that spell
And break the aim of their eyes
Bring her blood to my hands
And set your knees on her fire

(have) They tied themselves with birth chains?
(have) they tied themselves with bright chains?

Â…my speech has been sent up from hell...

Now I'm here as her crownless Christ
My work is doneÂ… Over there I'll die.

I know I could never drink from her mouth
I know as a sparrow her soul made this sound

Â…my speech has been sent up from hell...