[Verse 1] Locked in her tower, Far and away, Hour by hour, Day by day, Surrounded by her lovely things. Dumbfounded... Her world; apart at the seams. [Chorus] For she's shackled, By these trophies, This is where she's happy, Among her worldly possessions, Filled with lust and obsession. [Verse 2] The allure of trinkets and jewels, That imprisons her heart, In a coffer so cruel, The world is not enough, To lock herself away, In a gilded cage, Of silver and gold, The Empress for none to behold. [Chorus] For she's shackled, By these trophies, This is where she's happy, Among her worldly possessions, Filled with lust and obsession. [Verse 3] The unrattled, the gluttonous, shameless adorned, The shadow of something abhorred, Twisted and enslaved, Lacking empathy she's depraved, Filled with lust and obsession, A Gollumed possession. [Chorus] For she's shackled, By these trophies, This is where she's happy, Among her worldly possessions, Filled with lust and obsession. [Bridge] Among all her treasures, Far removed from her heirs, The rise of their eminence, Far from her cares. Fall or rise, She remains unaware. What lies within her, Something so sinister. What shall come forth, A queen... ...the Queen of SWORDS! ALL HAIL! [Chorus] For she's shackled, By these trophies, This is where she's happy, Among her worldly possessions, Filled with lust and obsession. [Outro] And so here she stays, Locked away, Locked away, As the world turns, And fades away.
