Black Queen Lyrics

There's a magazine under your bed

Full of faceless bodies

There's a magazine under your bed

I've heard it said: 'It won't hurt nobody'

There's a fantasy inside your head

Of bodies being defiled

There's a fantasy inside your head

Your conscience is dead; your mind is running wild

You're just a porn in the game

It's checkmate again

You can't un-see what you've seen

You're burnt by the fire

A slave to desire

Knocked out by the Black Queen

There's a video up on your screen

Of beauty being perverted

There's a video up on your screen; you know it's unclean

It's too late: you're converted

You're just a porn in the game

It's checkmate again

You can't un-see what you've seen

You're burnt by the fire

A slave to desire

Knocked out by the Black Queen

Everything that glitters is not gold

Don't believe the lies you've been told

Love cannot be found inside a centrefold

Everything that glitters is not gold