Off with Her Head words and music by Lord Zadoc
Became a God tonight, to claim the throne that was due to me
The time for a new God to grow, and raise His hand...to STRIKE...
The axe and the maces clash, strike the blow to the one who opposes me
The fear as the blood runs red...off with their heads
Off with their heads, rolling skies and the fields of tomorrow
God needs a field to rule, a path through the garden of light to pass
God needs a palace green, God takes His queen
God's queen shall serve Him well, drop the blades on the traitors who worship Me
God's queen is filled with greed...Off with her head!
Off with her head, rolling skies and the fields of tomorrow
God prays to a field of a dream, the warlords approach from the south gate
To crush all of God's dream with lies...Is this My end?
The axe and the maces clash, to take what is rightfully Mine to take
God falls and the blood runs red...Off with His head!
Off with His head, rolling skies and the fields of tomorrow
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