Flaxen Quail

Come for the flaxen quail!
Come for the vixen queen!
Bring your friends all down!
Come save the queen!
Come for the flaxen quail!
Come for the crimson queen!
Bring us a wall of sound!
Come save the queen!

She beckons for a waking call waving to the dudes,
waiting all alone wondering what she's ought to do!
Mother nature takes a hand and hands us down a win,
Father time spares us a day to take away our sin!

Step on the bird, step on the bird
Kill the queen, kill the queen.
Step on the bird, Step on the bird
Step on the bird, Step on the bird.
Kill the queen, Kill the queen,
Kill the queen, Kill the queen...

Step on the bird (kill the queen)
Step on the bird (kill the queen)
Step on the bird (kill the queen)
Step on the bird (kill the queen)
Kill the queen (Step on the bird)
Kill the queen (Step on the bird)
Kill the queen (Step on the bird)
Kill the queen (Step on the bird)

When the picky little birdie
Sits upon the window seal,
And he decides he rather stay.
And the little thing I found,
People call it a flaxen quail.
It's born upon a bed of gold,
And whispers away the peasants tears.

Weap for the flaxen quail,
Weap for the fallen queen,
Weap for the fallen sail,
Weap for the splitting seed!
Weap for the flaxen quail,
Weap for the fallen queen,
Weap for the fallen sail,
Weap for the splitting seed!

Come for the haxen quail!
Come for the vixen queen!
Bring your friends all down!
Come save the queen!
Come for the haxen quail!
Come for the crimson queen!
Bring us a wall of sound!
Come save the queen!

Don't be fooled by it's tricks,
Something wicked is on its way,
The end of life as we know it,
Here comes a permanent day...



Credits
Writer(s): Dillan Connor Ferguson
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