Queen of the Holy Ground

RainMudThunderSteel

You call this hell

I call it home

Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh-ohhh

Black clouds hanging over fields of greenBoots sinking deeper than they've ever beenCold rain running down my skinBut that's where the night begins

Engines roar and the amplifiers screamFire burns through the pouring rainThousands waiting for the soundTonight I'm taking the Holy Ground

Let the lightning strikeLet the heavens fallTurn the volume upI can take it all

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey

I am the Queen of the Holy GroundWhere the thunder shakes and the guitars soundRaise your horns, let the whole world knowThere's nowhere else I'd rather go

Through the rainThrough the mudThrough the fireThrough the blood

Hear a hundred thousand voices sound

I am the QueenOf the Holy Ground

Holy GroundHoly GroundHoly Ground

No golden throne, no diamond crownJust battered boots on sacred groundMy cathedral's made of smoke and steelAnd every scar reminds me this is real

No velvet rope, no palace wallsJust Marshall stacks and battle callsWhen that first guitar cuts through the nightEvery broken soul comes back to life

Let the lightning strikeLet the heavens fallIf this is madnessI want it all

Hey! Hey

I am the Queen of the Holy GroundWhere the thunder shakes and the guitars soundRaise your horns, let the whole world knowThere's nowhere else I'd rather go

Through the rainThrough the mudThrough the fireThrough the blood

Hear a hundred thousand voices sound

I am the QueenOf the Holy Ground

They say it's only a field

No!

Only another festival

No!

Then tell me

Why does it feel like coming home

Who owns the night

The Queen

Who rules this ground

The Queen

Who stands tall when the rain comes down

The QueenThe QueenThe QueenThe QueenThe Queen

Then raise your horns

And shake the Holy Ground

When morning comes and the fires burn lowWhen tired feet finally turn to goI'll carry this thunder inside my soulBecause once you've stood here

You never really go

Wacken

Wacken

Wacken

Wacken

Wacken

I am the Queen of the Holy GroundWhere the thunder shakes and the guitars soundRaise your horns, let the whole world knowThis is the place we call our home

Through the rainThrough the mudThrough the fireThrough the blood

Let a hundred thousand voices sound

I am the QueenOf the Holy Ground

Holy GroundHoly GroundHoly Ground

Queen of the Holy Ground

Wacken