The time is drifting from the queen's fingers
and the accused of leaving turns his back
a tall gate surrounds the palace
she'll never know what she had

Now the queen is resting
still watching over her crown
the accused of leaving appears
standing on her gown

Dear queen will you forgive me
what I'm about to do is wrong
but the moon wispered me nicly
he said your time is done

suspicious smile is glowing
covering her crown
never knows what she's missing
the domination lingers on