This is Artemisia,
Oh,
This is Artemisia,
The city on the moon.
See the glamour,
See the stars
See the horrors,
Way off far.
It's all artificial,
Oh,
This is Artemisia,
The city on the moon.
The set's been set up for you,
girl.
Shining starred,
golden leafed,
crystal staircased
Artemisia.
Better pretend, better pretend.
The cameras are recording,
boy.
so high tech everywhere.
Can't avoid them,
recording your every move.
Watch your step.
Watch your step.
A queen clenches her fist,
rings cutting into skin.
A controversial celebrity.
Everyone is watching,
The citizens of Earth,
Distrustful and anxious.
The citizens of the moon,
Fearful of your power.
The ghosts of those who died
By your hand.
Can you stand it?
Can you stand it?
Only Artemisia,
Oh.
So blind to those who need.
Artemisia, of ignorance and greed.
The city on the moon.
Wake up every day,
You have a role to play.
The beautiful, maniacal princess.
You are crazy.
You are kind.
A crown of flowers in your hair.
Ripped and turned to ash.
The stoic, nobody guard.
You are tragedy.
You are forgotten.
A crown of memories, beautiful identity.
Ripped and turned to ash.
Ruling over them is the queen.
You are ice.
You are a statue.
Carved of marble, draped in silk.
Every feature shaped by hand.
Meticulous,
Yet so careless.
Beautiful,
Yet so ugly.
Insides rotting, heart destroyed.
Follow the script,
Say every word.
Listen to every cue,
know when it's your time.
Apply your stage makeup,
Become your role.
This is Artemisia,
All your stage,
All your set.
Do you want to be on it?
Some concepts never change,
Oh,
This future Hollywood,
This classic Hollywood.
So when the curtains go down,
With the setting Earth
Shed your disguises.
And scream from the pain.
The feelings.
The love.
Be every emotion, as strong as
A supernova.
Perhaps you might see
In the shadows of the night
A boy,
supposedly unfeeling,
exploding with emotion
A girl,
supposedly crazy,
ever so wise.
Their hands connect
And they are undone.
This is Artemisia,
Oh,
This is Artemisia,
The city on the moon.