After many moons the troopsreach the temple of their majesty. 
Guarded by a hundred faithful knights. 
There is no escape, there's no entry to her sacred halls. 
Is our vision [bad word] or false? 

They tried to find the answer. 
But they were led astray. 
Into a maze of slumber. 
Far from the light of day. 

The riddle remained unanswered. 
The queen could read ones mind, 
Make sure that noone will find the reason for her mission here. 

The highness writhe in anger, her [bad word] had been betrayed. 
The queen was filled with langour, her decision has been made. 

She would unleash her hate. 
Destined to devastate. 
She heard her demons roar, marching into war.