had a dream last night
About when you were mine
The streets ran red with blood
It mixed into the mud
You were a chamber maid in Spain

The king grew fond of you
Confined you to his room
I was a soldier then
I rallied many men
We stormed the castle just for you
 [bad word] for you, ready or not
Nothing's gonna stop my sword from swinging through anyone between me and you [bad word] for the girl in the tower
For the one who brings the king down to his knees
And drives me crazy with her mystical power (x3)
 [bad word] for you, ready or not
nothing's gonna stop my sword from swinging through anyone between me and you