| There comes the princess on a ride
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| Her haughtiness, so cold and bright
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| A pleading voice calls from the side
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| To giant’s daughter no delight
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| (Bridge:)
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| Her time will come
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| Her final doomsday
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| (Chorus:)
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| There’s a shadow in her eyes
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| A token of her wicked ways
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| Her cold heart, so hate-scarred
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| May the curse fulfill so flesh and blood and bone
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| Will turn to stone
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| A marble palace all in white
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| Dominantes the mountainside
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| These riches fill her with delight
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| Deep in her soul eternal night
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| (Bridge:)
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| Her time will come
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| Her final doomsday
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| (Chorus:)
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| There’s a shadow in her eyes
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| A token of her wicked ways
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| Her cold heart, so hate-scarred
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| May the curse fulfill so flesh and blood and bone
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| Will turn to stone
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| Filth on white marble titles caused a rage
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| That was leading just straight to her end
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| Her little son strolled the woods, so it reads
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| To clean him with bread was the last of her deeds
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| There’s a shadow in her eyes
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| A token of her wicked ways
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| Her cold heart, so hate-scarred
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| May the curse fulfill so flesh and blood and bone
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| Will turn to stone
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| There’s a shadow in her eyes
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| A token of her wicked ways
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| Her cold heart, so hate-scarred
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| May the curse fulfill so flesh and blood and bone
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| Will turn to stone
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| Her time has been fading, her final doomsday’s waiting
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| Her cold heart so hate-scarred
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| And her world falling down apart |