The Queen Killing Kings

My arms wrapped tight around your bones
I will never let you go, I will never let you go
Beneath the sun bled cherry skies we stare into each other’s eyes
We stare into each other’s eyes
Sun dove home and the best of man was fleeting into the clouds
Stand alone as a gentleman I’ll lead her out of her gown
Birds with iron wings won’t try to leave the ground and touch the sky
In chastity, she never gets to fly
Bringing down this iron steed gonna wrap that wicked up in sheets
And she’s dressed in a quiet lovers red