“The Daughter Of Madness”
Tee Hee Hee..Shall We Begin?~
Once Upon In Such A Dark Place,
There Was A Family No One Dared To Face
The Heir To The Throne,
The Little Mad Girl Of The Home!
So Much She Had, All Within The Land,
A Loyal Servant With The Same Name,
Her Loyal Crow Was Named War,
The Whole World Was What She Was Fighting For.
If You’re Short On Coins Don’t Make A Fuss,
Just Don’t Take From Us!
If You Wish To Put My Head On A Stick,
Think Again, You Ignorant Prick!
“Now...BOW TO ME!!!”
Flowers Of The Dark,
Already In A Bloom,
The Scent Of Bloody Doom!
All Of The Holy Men Who Want To Stay,
They Can Just Vanish And Shrivel Away.
The Girl Held A Love For A Man,
Of The Pure Dark Who Wasn’t Much A Fan
Instead He Chose Another Girl
Girl Of The Upper World!
The Girl Saw This, And Was Filled With Rage
She Called Her Brother To Her Face,
She Whispered With A Hate So Deep
“Make She Can No Longer Stay On Her Feet”
War Was Waged On The Mortal World,
So Many Bloody Screams, Their Blood Curled,
All Of The People Who Suffered Now,
No Pity From The Underworld!!
“Oh, Its Time For Tea.”
Flowers Of The Dark,
In A Bloody Doom,
Even The Flower Thought Herself Very Refined
The Thorns She Dug In Had Caused Her World To Decline.
To Defeat This Demon, ‘Twas Not An Easy Task,
But Their Mask Began To Break,
To War They Marched On
Lead By The Man Whom She Had Despised!
All Of Their Anger Had Built Up From The Years,
Consuming Them Without Fear,
Her Armies Were Battered From The War Before,
The Mortal Attacks Were Not A Chore.
When They All Had Fallen They Surrounded Her Room,
All Had Ran But Here From This Bloody Tomb
The Girl Herself Could Not Pose A Fight
She Was Finally Captured In The Night!
“You’re Such A Disrespectful Man!”
Once Upon In Such A Dark Place,
There Was A Family No One Dared To Face
The Heir To The Throne,
The Little Mad Girl Of The Home!
She Was To Be Punished At 3’oclock
When God’s Bells Resounded Their Tock
The Girl Who Had Acted As Royalty
Was To Be Killed With No Loyalty.
At The Time That Took So Long To Come,
God’s Bells Sounded Rather Long
Sitting In The Chair Without A Gaze At The Crowd
She Spoke With Her Eyes In A Shroud~
“Oh, It’s Time For Tea.”
Flowers Of The Dark, No Longer In Bloom,
The Scent Of Her Own “Shocking” Doom~
Now The People Will Curse Her Name
The Daughter Of Madness Was The One To Blame.
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