Слова:
Fall Of Troy The Empty The Clip The King Has Been Slain Long Live The Queen

Counting seconds, hating minutes, lasting hours She is so sour I taste her disdain If you were hoping A choke can let you down The crowds will scream aloud "The king has been slain

seconds, singing minutes, laughing hours She is so sour I taste her disdain If you would hold me A joke can let you down The crowds would scream along "The king has been slain