Twenty three warriors and a King, laid in blood when the battle has done
 The price of a long due reckoning, laid in blood when the battle has done
 Old King Cole has paid the toll of the crimes levied upon his soul
 The rebel blades have achieved their goal, laid in blood when the battle has done
 His mouth hangs open, and his eyes are wild, with a gaping hole is his chest defiled
 While round his throne room the dead lie piled, laid in blood when the battle has done

Twenty three warriors and General White, laid in blood when the battle has done
 Fought like the devil in the dead of night, laid in blood when the battle has done
 Believed in peace, yet marched to war, shot through the heart, dead upon the floor
 Covered in her own and her sister’s gore, laid in blood when the battle has done
 With an army to lead and a war to win, put the bullet to dozens of her own kin
 Atoning for some vast and secret sin, laid in blood when the battle has done

Twenty three warriors and Rose Red, laid in blood when the battle has done
 While outside the door many more lay dead, laid in blood when the battle has done
 Her body lies in her wife’s caress, her face finally free of her life’s distress
 Wearing the rags of her wedding dress, laid in blood when the battle has done
 Released from her cell, like the wrath of [bad word]  the three little pigs to her anger fell
 But King Cole sounded her funeral knell, laid in blood when the battle has done

Twenty three warriors gone to their rest, laid in blood when the battle has done
 Fought with the worst and died with the best, laid in blood when the battle has done
 Cinders saw her betrothed at last, her beauty untouched by the decades past
 Then the old king fired and it went too fast, laid in blood when the battle has done
 The girl to whom through the years she’d sing, dead at the hand of the thrice-damned king
 She pieced his chest with her scarlet ring, laid in blood when the battle has done
 [bad word] 
Their bodies are still and their blood is cold, the book is closed and the story told.
 No Happily Ever After for a tale so old, laid in blood when the battle has done.