Towers and trials from thrones and carriages Crossing the seas and whispering in pa**ages Murder and marriages fit for a queen Taking me down, down, down Holy Moses, I never set eyes upon this queen! Holy Ghost, am I having to die because of she?! From six little girls, diamonds and pearls To two lonely queens, sewn at the seams Well I'm sure she must feel quite the same Holy Moses, I'm having to die because of she?! Holy Ghost, could I look into the eyes of such a queen?! This fate's been waiting for me since I was alive Doomed and so I die Holy Moses, I'm robbed of my all except my fear Holy Ghost, will I come back again? Come back again Holy Moses, will she watch me? Holy Mother, will she mourn me?