LADIES   White...      ELIZABETH   The white of virgin skin   Unblemished, powedered, blank   That hides what lies within   The image crowned with      ELIZABETH AND LADIES   Gold...      ELIZABETH   The color of my power   The scepter and the orb   Demands of state that flower   My anger flowing      ELIZABETH AND LADIES   Red...      ELIZABETH   Blood, lips, and blushing cheeks   This body made of flesh   Confining even me      LADIES   White, gold, red...      ELIZABETH   This fortress I create   Made from these pots of paint   No longer serves as it was meant to be      I stand divine   As the monarch clear   Yet on every side   Thund'ring words I hear:   "It's time that she   Wed a consort King"   To produce an heir   Is in fact the role of the Queen      LORDS AND LADIES   She stands divine   As the sov'reign soul   Placed by God Himself   In her royal role   In a child, they say,      Crown and flesh convene      To postpone that day   Has become the goal of the Queen      ELIZABETH   (spoken sing-song)   I love my new map.   Knowing better the topography of Ireland.   We've made great advances in the East.   But...   Why is it in the West   I am consistently defied by this...   Female!!!      BINGHAM   (spoken)   Not for much longer. Things are going according to plan, your majesty. Soon we'll see the end of this so-called Queen of the   Pirates, this trousered pretender, this aberration of her sex.      ELIZABETH   This is your last cha-a-a-a-nce!      BINGHAM, LORDS AND LADIES   She stands divine   As the sov'reign soul   Placed upon the throne   By the hand of God   In sacrifice   She remains serene   In her ev'ry breath   She defines the role of the Queen