Ignea - Queen Dies

An ancient prophesy appeared erewhile to me
I would be dead by hand of power-hungry twim
There is so much to do as long as I am queen
Cost what it may, I'II fight the fate, I am to win

Convene all twins in kingdom, slay them all
Cut throats, throw out the gust and daunt
Let them be warning for anyone who fakes
Their souls and bodies for me death men await

A replica of me, forgive, yuo, II have to die
For sake of our peoplehood and prosper land
I'II cut you gently without tiny scent of shy
Your sacrifice me and me nation will defend

Queen Dies
Queen Dies
Queen Dies