Land of the Dead
Ignorant of all but her beauty
the Queen neglects her royal duty.
In her large dark castle made of blood red stone
she sits alone on her golden throne.
Eternal life is hers to hold
while all the rest grow forever old.
Too busy admiring her flawless face,
her people die at a steady pace.
A place the living were not sent
was a Land where these dead went
until the day the Queen found this place
after staring too long at her perfect face.
The Queen reaches out to stroke her perfection
her fingers move past her reflection.
Here is where tortured souls play
in this place full of rot and decay.
And now, with the Queen at their will
the spirits did not hesitate to attack and kill.
