Majesty
Ben Moon ft. Veela Lyrics


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It's not enough
I've given up
They're wielding guns
We've been taken over
Uncetain hooves
Let instinct choose
Their every move to leave
Us cornered
I know it's true
Our sweat and blood
And armoured skirts crimson
Story book pretty soldiers
As we grow up
There's nothing left
Bow and arrow in hand
Stand up, follow orders.

How cruel have we become
To know what we have done
Tomorrow, another one, "Dear,
you're not here."
We watched them leave
Leave our homes - (Forgettable)
We embrace steel and now we know
That we have control.

Orient maid, free our souls
(Feel the drums and they hum so loud
Shooting guns from a one man crowd)
Geisha of Blades, wise and cold
(No fun and no love and not proud
What they've done to a lover's home town)

How cruel have I become
To know what I've done
Tomorrow, another, "Dear,
you're not here."
And how we feel, no one can know - (Identical)
Our virtues close and personal
So we have control.

Sister of Blades, take my soul
(Feel the drums and they hum so loud
Shooting guns from a one man crowd)
Release my pain, one handed blow
(No fun and no love and not proud
What they've done to a lover's home town)

I'll be your leader to the other side
Now we ride, inclined, to die -
Women like us, I've come to find
Are seldom blind to life's many horrors
In strength they trust, and keep in mind
The people lost and left behind

Orient maid, free our souls
(Feel the drums and they hum so loud
Shooting guns from a one man crowd)
Geisha of Blades, wise and cold
(No fun and no love and not proud
What they've done to a lover's home town)
Sister of Blades, take my soul
(Feel the drums and they hum so loud
Shooting guns from a one man crowd)
Release my pain, one handed blow
(No fun and no love and not proud
What they've done to a lover's home town)
It's just a game, not a war
(Feel the drums and they hum so loud
Shooting guns from a one man crowd)
We cannot gain as we lose more




(No fun and no love and not proud
What they've done to a lover's home town)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Ben Moon ft. Veela's song "Majesty" reflects the anguish of a young girl who is caught up in a violent conflict. She has given up hope after being cornered by the enemy wielding guns. They have taken over, leaving her uncertain and vulnerable. She expresses her pain and sorrow over the people who have left, as well as the people she has lost to the war. The chorus of the song talks about how cruel they have become and how they have control over the situation.


The lyrics also shed light on the different characters in the story, such as the Orient Maid, Geisha of Blades, and Sister of Blades, who are all struggling with their personal pain and history. There is a feeling of helplessness that pervades throughout the song, as the young girl struggles to make sense of the violence and destruction around her. Nevertheless, she is determined to be a strong leader and take control of the situation.


The lyrics of "Majesty" are powerful and emotive, expressing the pain and anguish of those caught up in violent conflict. Through the use of language, the song paints a vivid picture of the physical and emotional pain that war causes.


Line by Line Meaning

It's not enough
The current situation is not adequate or satisfactory.


I've given up
I have lost hope or surrendered.


They're wielding guns
The opposition is armed and dangerous.


We've been taken over
Our territory or society has been invaded or conquered by an outside force.


Uncetain hooves
Our actions and decisions are unsure or hesitant.


Let instinct choose
We must rely on our natural intuition or gut feelings.


Their every move to leave
The opposing force is intentionally making its escape or departure.


Us cornered
We are trapped or in a predicament without escape.


I know it's true
I am aware of the reality or truth of the situation.


Our sweat and blood
We have invested our physical efforts, energy and sacrifice.


And armoured skirts crimson
Our protective clothing is soaked in blood and battle scars.


Story book pretty soldiers
The image of elegant or attractive soldiers is merely a fairy tale.


As we grow up
As we mature or age.


There's nothing left
There is no more hope or resources.


Bow and arrow in hand
We are prepared for combat with traditional weapons.


Stand up, follow orders.
We must obey commands and show courage in the face of adversity.


How cruel have we become
Our actions or behavior towards others is harsh or unkind.


To know what we have done
We are consciously aware of our past actions and consequences.


Tomorrow, another one, "Dear, you're not here."
Another day passes and our loved ones or comrades are absent and missed.


We watched them leave
We witnessed our companions or families depart or die.


Leave our homes - (Forgettable)
The loss of our homes or communities is a distant memory.


We embrace steel and now we know
We welcome weapons as a necessary part of our protection and survival.


That we have control.
We have some power or agency over our destiny or actions.


Orient maid, free our souls
A female warrior from the East is called upon to liberate our spirits or essence.


(Feel the drums and they hum so loud Shooting guns from a one man crowd)
A chaotic scene with intense percussion and gunfire from a solitary attacker.


Geisha of Blades, wise and cold
A female warrior with a cunning and aloof demeanor is invoked.


(No fun and no love and not proud What they've done to a lover's home town)
The destruction and devastation of a cherished town or land is mourned.


Sister of Blades, take my soul
A female relative or friend who is also a fighter is asked to take command of the battle.


Release my pain, one handed blow
A swift and lethal strike to end the agony or struggle of a wounded ally or self.


It's just a game, not a war
The current conflict or situation is trivial or manageable compared to a full-scale war.


We cannot gain as we lose more
We are losing more than we can gain or recover in the current state.


(What they've done to a lover's home town)
The devastating impact on a beloved hometown or community is emphasized.


I'll be your leader to the other side
I will guide and inspire others to a better or different destination or outcome.


Now we ride, inclined, to die -
We are determined and accepting of our fate, even if it means death.


Women like us, I've come to find
I have discovered that women such as ourselves possess certain unique qualities or strengths.


Are seldom blind to life's many horrors
We are insightful or experienced regarding the harsh realities of life.


In strength they trust, and keep in mind
We place our faith and confidence in our own abilities and perseverance.


The people lost and left behind
We mourn for those who have perished or been abandoned in this crisis or conflict.




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@divr

the oldest track which was uploaded on this channel 5 years ago, now it's live again :3
Lyric:

It's not enough
I've given up
They're wielding guns
We've been taken over
Uncertain hooves
Let instinct choose
Their every move to leave
Us cornered
I know it's true
Our sweat and blood
And armoured skirts crimson
Story book pretty soldiers
As we grow up
There's nothing left
Bow and arrow in hand
Stand up, follow orders.

How cruel have we become
To know what we have done
Tomorrow, another one, "Dear,
you're not here."
We watched them leave
Leave our homes - (Forgettable)
We embrace steel and now we know
That we have control.

Orient maid, free our souls
(Feel the drums and they hum so loud
Shooting guns from a one man crowd)
Geisha of Blades, wise and cold
(No fun and no love and not proud
What they've done to a lover's home town)

How cruel have I become
To know what I've done
Tomorrow, another, "Dear,
you're not here."
And how we feel, no one can know - (Identical)
Our virtues close and personal
So we have control.

Sister of Blades, take my soul
(Feel the drums and they hum so loud
Shooting guns from a one man crowd)
Release my pain, one handed blow
(No fun and no love and not proud
What they've done to a lover's home town)

I'll be your leader to the other side
Now we ride, inclined, to die -
Women like us, I've come to find
Are seldom blind to life's many horrors
In strength they trust, and keep in mind
The people lost and left behind

Orient maid, free our souls
(Feel the drums and they hum so loud
Shooting guns from a one man crowd)
Geisha of Blades, wise and cold
(No fun and no love and not proud
What they've done to a lover's home town)
Sister of Blades, take my soul
(Feel the drums and they hum so loud
Shooting guns from a one man crowd)
Release my pain, one handed blow
(No fun and no love and not proud
What they've done to a lover's home town)
It's just a game, not a war
(Feel the drums and they hum so loud
Shooting guns from a one man crowd)
We cannot gain as we lose more
(No fun and no love and not proud
What they've done to a lover's home town)



All comments from YouTube:

@natalija3631

For anyone confused about the lyrics, Veela wrote this song about one of her inspirations, Nakano Takeko. She was a great japanese samurai. The song bassicaly describes the battle where she was killed. After she realised she is gonna lose, she asked her sister to decapitate her. After she has done that, her sister carried her head and buried it in a place where she later built a school.

@bleach1334

Thanks for the small History lesson and explanation!

@natalija3631

Bleach no problem, i just thought it would be nicer for viewers if they actually understood the song 😊

@hilly8000

i always love to read facts about that song so thx for the explanation

@natalija3631

HILLYSTORM180 yea np ^^

@TEKGamingEP

Thanks for that. Really.

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@Jerorawr_XD

Tragic, powerful, smooth as silk. Love this song. Broke the replay button years ago.

@trevorthieme5157

I feel your pain I haven't been able to play this song for years without looking for a new version to play each time.
RIP replay

@cristinadespi3948

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@Minimal_Verwirrt

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