White Eyes - Black Peaks

Cards come tumbling down

Who shall strike the crown?

For a queen, finds a rook, not a fairy tale, not a book

And the kings of old, have their stories told, long ago

Just read their lips, they’d be anywhere with anyone else

Just to hold their throne

So you fill their veins with anything from A to H

Just to hold their throne

Cards come tumbling down

Who shall strike the crown?

For a queen, finds a rook, not a fairy tale, not a book

And the kings of old, have their stories told, long ago

I don’t want her

And the kings of old have their stories told long ago

Open up

Open up, it’s just a game

Close your eyes

It won’t change

Open up, it’s just a game

Close your eyes

It won’t change

Cards come tumbling down

Who shall strike the crown?

For a queen finds a rook, not a fairy tale, not a book

And the kings of old, have their stories told, long ago

I don’t want her

And the kings of old, have their stories told, long ago