Looking down on insects?
Trying to find their weakness?
Someday they will live inside your skin.
Attack, the Queen!
Attack, the scene.
You laugh as they move slowly,
Approaching they grow coldly,
They will live inside inside your skin.
Shedding my skin and becoming a new form of light.
A part of my team I have no time to think of my strife.
Using my legs to achieve maximum height.
Adapt and destroy and consume as we crawl to the fight.
Attack, The Queen!
Attack, come clean.