The world ceases to exist... (it's gone now). This is my laboratory. My sanctuary. Fragmented... just to find myself. I open the wardrobe, I’m not just looking for lace, I’m searching for lives that my blood wants to trace. Velvet, silk, and leather on my skin, Drawing the woman I’ll be, from within. I slide into long silk, a decadent aristocrat, Gazing at a kingdom where my mind used to chat. An elegant disdain, a throne of crystal glass, I own a time that will never let me pass. I change my stride, real leather boots on my feet, A revolutionary, making my will complete. No army, no flag, no nation in my sight, I’m a militia in full bloom tonight. Diva without an audience, my reflection is the view, The only loyal subject I’ll ever surrender to. This is my solitary parade! (My act!) The Queen no longer wears her armor for the fight. The Commander buried her spear out of sight. Fighting for the essence, for the secret I keep... Alone in my sanctuary, while the world is asleep. Only the woman remains, at this silent altar, Unique and beautiful, my steps will not falter. I don’t say it for you, I decided it’s true, Between changes of clothes and a prism-like view. Did you want to see me? (Maybe...) But not today, I’m terrible at sharing the stage where I play. This act is mine, my reflection is my guide, I don’t need anyone walking by my side. The awakening is over... The armor is stowed away. The essence is set free today. The Queen is ready for the chaos she made... And the world... hasn't seen the light fade. This is my solitary parade! The Queen no longer wears her armor for the fight. The Commander buried her spear out of sight. Fighting for the essence, for the secret I keep... Alone in my sanctuary, under my own decree. My stage... I don’t share the spotlight. Fragments of Liana... Until the sun brings the light.
