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An ancient prophecy appeared erewhile to me I would be dead by hand of power-hungry twin There is so much to do as long as I am queen Cost what it may, I'll fight the fate, I am to win Convene all twins in kingdom, slay them all Cut throats, throw out the guts and daunt Let them be warning for anyone who fakes Their souls and bodies for my death men await A replica of me, forgive, you'll have to die For sake of our peoplehood and prosper land I'll cut you gently without tiny scent of shy Your sacrifice me and my nation will defend Queen dies! Queen dies! Queen dies! From Letras Mania