The underdogs are my lions, the silent ones are my choir The women will be my soldiers, with the weight of life on their shoulders Drink until you've had enough, I'll drink from your hands I will be your warrior, and I will be your lamb Till queendom come, till queendom come My queendom come, my queendom come The sea waves are my evening gown, and the sun on my head is my crown I made this queendom on my own, and all the mountains are my throne Drink until you've had enough, I'll drink from your hands I will be your warrior, and I will be your lamb Till queendom come, till queendom come My queendom come, my queendom come My queendom come, my queendom come I hunt the grounds for empathy, and hate the way it hides from me With care and thirst I have become, you have a home in my queendom You have a home in my queendom, you have a place in my queendom You have a home Till queendom come, till queendom come My queendom come, my queendom come My queendom come, my queendom come My queendom come, my queendom come My queendom come, my queendom come