Fiction Factory, Fiona Carlin - Victoria Victorious

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Victoria holds a certain promise
Of higher life for those who pray (pray, pray, pray)
Some are weak and taste like bathes
Fly blinded with a smiling purpose
Towards the light of Christian virtue
Where they can safely turn their back
Victoria, Victoria
How long? How long?
We wait days at heaven’s gate
How long?
(Victoria)
(Victoria)
(No more, no more)
Though we pass one hundred years
Exceptional you callous child
Victoria the hallowed concerned
Looks on and on and on and on and on and on and on
Victoria, Victoria
How long? How long?
We wait days at heaven’s gate
How long?
Victoria, Victoria
How long? How long?
We wait days at heaven’s gate
How long?