Queen Mab, Queen Mab, your chariot waits
With pickles and dates in an oak wooden bowl
Queen Mab, Queen Mab, the shiny small stone
On my finger bone possesses your soul
But all is madness, all is for nought
They take and they take everything you’ve got
The spiders, the crickets, the worms, and the rats
Release me again, Queen Mab
Queen Mab, Queen Mab, the nightingale sings
With a grasshopper’s wings and the cricket’s black heart
The words are yours, and as they float by
In the dark evening sky, my world falls apart
When will I wake up from this despair?
I tear off my wings, and I fall from the air
From here in the darkness, wherever I am
Release me again, Queen Mab
Queen Mab, I stab
My knife in the seams
But the fabric of dreams is sewn up too tight
In the dark of the night where angels do tread
But they don’t touch a thread
For the brush of one strand on the palm of their hand
And the magic will break, and the world will unmake
And the old seven seals will melt to reveal
That the kingdom of man is an old garbage can
In the alley outside, but it's empty inside
In the dark of the night
All is madness, all is for naught
I gave you my dreams - that's all I've got
So give me the nightmares that change who I am
Release me again, Queen Mab
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