LORA:

I found thousand reasons for [bad word] to your mind
So long I seek for your core
Bring me like the divine light
To your Little Kingdom

 

You hold the crown
Above my head
Now save the queen
Your king is dead
One of slaves is blind and deaf
 [bad word] closer
Reality for you
Still behind I am whispering, "You're frozen"
Your Little Kingdom is mine
Don't forget my Grace
Forever mine
Don't forget my Grace

 

STILL and ROMAN RAIN:

I'm not afraid
I do not feel pain
The queen of madness has destroyed my brain
And if I'm still alive
I don't realize it
I should say farewell to life
It's high time to quit