magic's taught and history's told
which through gazed her eyes of gold
mystery's wife evades her soul
as she makes her darling coat
now her evil highness rose
kind of like shakespearean prose
which christened cruel with creepy grace
in her head which filled the space
was the one hellacious taste
nothing flees her sore embrace
as the biggest mistake that cruel ever made
was when she left her cave and started to reign
as the love for her fades
our feelings won't change
frightened you'll soon wear
and this elegantly haunting is so fair
theres no reason to part from her cold lair
she has all of the loveliest and rare
things which frighten at first
she's a regional spark from this nowhere
and this elegant loveliness so fair
taking strolls through the dark by the moon's glare
as she listens for barks in the night air
always searching for marks on the white hair