Her head had to roll in the towers
And the ravens there, they know it all
Cold-hearted little moth, shivered and frothed
As the knives cut her flesh
And it rolled around
For a few seconds
On the ground
And with a sigh, he walked away
I know
And it rolled around
For a few seconds
On the ground
And with a sigh, he walked away
I know
Now
This obsolete crown
Without a hand
To let you forget
Or regret what's been said
Decapitated
Fade and inflame
The ribbons now
How her last words go
Why excuse me executioner
I stepped on your toe
Oh, with her head
We walked away
But now we're the people
Now we're the people
We follow the one
Whose voice is louder
Now we're the people
Now we're the people
We follow the one
Whose voice is louder
Now we're the people
Now we're the people
We follow the one
Whose voice is louder
Now we're the people
We follow the one
Whose voice is louder
Now we're the people
Now we're the people
We follow the one
Whose voice is louder
Now we're the people
We follow the one
Whose voice is louder
Louder