Fear me you lords and lady preachers
I descend upon your earth from the skies
I command your very souls you unbelievers
Bring before me what is mine
The seven seas of rhye
Can you hear me you peers and privy councillors
I stand before you naked to the eyes
I will destroy any man who dares abuse my trust
I swear that you'll be mine
The seven seas of rhye
Sister - i live and lie for you
Mister - do and I'll die
You are mine I possess you
I belong to you forever
Storm the master-marathon I'll fly through
By flash and thunder-fire I'll survive
Then I'll defy the laws of nature and come out alive
Then I'll get you
Be gone with you - you shod and shady senators
Give out the good, leave out the bad evil cries
I challenge the mighty titan and his troubadours
And with a smile
I'll take you to the seven seas of Rhye
Khashoggi stepped down from the karaoke, feeling tired and weary of this never ending throbbing in his head, from his recent brain draining. This was what he had been reduced to now, drinking, singing and dancing. He used to be a personal commander to Killer Queen, but now... now he was nothing. Every time he tried to think how it had all happened, his head hurt. He suddenly realised that maybe that was their intention. He had never really kept in touch with anyone he had tortured. Suddenly the pain stopped and he realised he could think clearly again "So this is how... it happened..."