I've never seen what you have seen,
My Gothic Queen.
Marked by death, consumed by pain,
You drive the people to insane.
My sin,
My Gothic Queen
From New Orleans.

Tonight the skyline is so dark,
But you light up my way;
The moon's eye hunts me like a shark,
I catch its deadly rays.

I feel the whisper of the night,
The shadow of the beast;
But you can save my mortal life
And bring the love I need.

The city lights may heal or kill
Depending on your will;
Nobody knows just what I feel...
No one can see my Queen.