Songtext zu 'Majesty (feat. Ben Moon)' von Veela

It's not enough
I've given up
They're wielding guns
We've been taken over
Uncertain moves
Let instinct choose
Their every move to leave

Us cornered
I know it's true
Our sweat and blood
And armoured skirts crimson
Story book pretty soldiers
As we grow up
There's nothing left
Bow and arrow in hand
Stand up, follow orders

How cruel have we become
To know what we have done
Tomorrow, another one, Dear
You're not here
We watched them leave
Leave our homes (forgettable)
We embrace steel and now we know
That we have control

Orient maid, free our souls
(Feel the drums and they hum so loud
Shooting guns from a one man crowd)
Geisha of blades, wise and cold
(No fun and no love and not proud
What they've done to a lover's home town)

How cruel have I become
To know what I've done
Tomorrow, another one, Dear
You're not here
And how we feel, no one can know (identical)
Our virtues close and personal
So we have control

Sister of blades, take my soul
(Feel the drums and they hum so loud
Shooting guns from a one man crowd)
Release my pain, one handed blow
(No fun and no love and not proud
What they've done to a lover's home town)

I'll be your leader to the other side
Now we ride, inclined, to die
Women like us, I've come to find
Are seldom blind to life's many horrors
In strength they trust, and keep in mind
The people lost and left behind

Orient maid, free our souls
(Feel the drums and they hum so loud
Shooting guns from a one man crowd)
Geisha of blades, wise and cold
(No fun and no love and not proud
What they've done to a lover's home town)
Sister of blades, take my soul
(Feel the drums and they hum so loud

Shooting guns from a one man crowd)
Release my pain, one handed blow
(No fun and no love and not proud
What they've done to a lover's home town)
It's just a game, not a war

(Feel the drums and they hum so loud
Shooting guns from a one man crowd)
We cannot gain as we lose more
(No fun and no love and not proud
What they've done to a lover's home town)