I've come to track
And I'm finally back
Last night
Last night
For our kigndom we sang
One voice
And when our band started to play
The orchestra's chest order was on our time
Order to set us free
Running horses wild
That age we were queens
Fighting evil of all kinds
I know it was a dream
But now I recall those days
Playing with manners
Just toys
But we made them flags
For honor and good
White dresses and standing stairs
Temples and promisses
Of loyalties
Back there we were royalties
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