The Divine Recordings

When you shoot at the devil, you’d best not miss
It’s the last time/It’s the last rhyme/And the emperor’s still naked
No eyes grieving/They’re closed and sleeping/Dreaming of days they’d forsaken/Hearts are breaking
Come awaken/Come awaken
I was divine/I was divine/I was divine/And you were mine
I was divine/I was divine/I was divine/And you were mine
I was divine/I was divine/I was divine/And you were mine
Tell me what you know, tarot/Palms read past futures
Each line faint, stitched with restraint/And sutured
Bulletproof like a Romanov/Body laced with jewels
Conjure me within a dream/If you would
Who do you owe?/By whom are you owned?/How do you know?/And what are you hiding away?
Diamonds for teeth/Secrets held beneath/Grin to deceive/All that consumes you
Long may we reign
Fee-fi-fo-fum
I will grind your bones to make my bread/Anything to ease this dread/Now I must lay in this bed
Been a minute since my heart was fed/Silver linings painted red/Still remember what you said/Every word meant to behead
What’s a queen without a throne?/What’s a king without a home?/The stars are hurting/The castle’s burning