Lyrics

Once they laughed, they used to sing,
Their voices danced like silver strings.
A careless world, a fleeting dream,
Now silence chokes where joy has been.

The echoes died, the air stands still,
A hollow hush, a frozen will.
The walls remember, shadows know,
No voice is raised, no sound may grow.

No more laughter, none remains,
A shattered court where silence reigns.
Every whisper turns to stone,
A kingdom cold, a queen alone.

The halls once bright, now draped in dust,
The throne adorned with fear and rust.
The jesters gone, their masks decayed,
No voice defies what she has made.

The echoes died, the air stands still,
A hollow hush, a frozen will.
The walls remember, shadows know,
No voice is raised, no sound may grow.

No more laughter, none remains,
A shattered court where silence reigns.
Every whisper turns to stone,
A kingdom cold, a queen alone.

Smiles were crimes, the price was paid,
Their laughter burned, their voices caged.
She sits upon her crimson throne,
And rules a world that weeps alone.

No more laughter, none remain,
Only ghosts that mouth her name.
She won the game, she made her claim,
Yet silence whispers just the same.