Kurt Ballou - Obeying the Iron Will... lyrics

Sharp flickers of light Set my senses ablaze Rain hits the window in waves Pulsing like the warm flashes that Course over my nerves as the subconscious erupts Into bittersweet bliss This has been culminating for æons and it appears It appears that the stage has been set For our epic conquest Sever combinations My queen, my queen My queen, my queen Raw animal lust and the most poignant Of spiritual connections If I believed in destiny This would be it I survived through stagnancy on your prose Rebuilt in the face of degradation And brought conquest to new lands Wishing you were by my side I count myself lucky that this Torturous dance ever commenced Yet curse the parameters surrounding it Daily, daily, daily daily! Woven from the same scarce cloth I'm tired of living for what could have been As life is too short for second best Life is too short for second best My queen, my queen My queen, my queen Woven from the same scarce cloth Oh, I'm tired of living for what could have been