Astral elf aristocrat

I wear a ring of shooting stars

Sister astral elf has fled

Our rings speak to each other

Our father is dead, the empire is mine

I need my sister close and conquered

She gathers the fleet and douses the water

While her illusion shatters

Gather your sailors and insect ships

Gather your spelljammer

You can make this easy

You can make it bad

I will fuck you up

Come on, attack the illusion of I

Riding the solar dragon

Come on, attack the illusion of I

Riding the solar dragon

So place your ring in the dragon's mouth

I'm only asking once

I need my sister conquered and close

For my coronation

I know that you know

That I know that you know

That I will fuck you up

I know that you know

That I know that you know

That I will fuck you up

Come on, attack the illusion of I

Riding the solar dragon

Come on, attack the illusion of I

Riding the solar dragon