There was once upon a time in another place...
An evil kingdom who no person dared to face...
And [bad word] was a girl so mean
tiny little princess of only age fourteen!
So mach furniture littered her abode

Her loyal servant who's likeness surely showed
Josephine is what her horse was named 
All the riches of the world is what she had claimed...
If you're short on money that's no fearful thing...
Just take it from those who you dangle on a string
''To those who feel like they want to bring me down...''
You'll just tidy up my gown...
''Now, bow to me!''
Evil Flowers
Steadily Bloom
With an array of colorful doom
''But the weeds who feel like they want to stay.''
They'll just die and feed me the same anyway
The princess held love for a man of blue who wasn't very much her fan
But instead he chose his neighbor's girl...
Of blue eyes who shone like a pearl!
The princess knew this and was filled with rage 
She called her minister and locked her in a cage...
And said in a soft voice not to be heard-
''Make sure the green country is badly stirred...''
Houses of the beings were burned to the ground...
So many voices would no longer make a sound...
The beings who had suffered so much pain
''Didn't get pity from the one who'd slain...''
''Oh, it's tea time.''
Evil flowers 
Steadily bloom
With an array of bloodied doom
Even though the flower is so very refined
The thorns had driven it's garden to decline...
To defeat the princess was no easy task...
But the people could no longer wear their mask
Like a flock of birds, they were led by...
red lady mercenary into the night!
All the anger that built up over the years...
Now consumed them without any fears
But the army was battered from the green war
Their attacks were not that much of a chore...
Once they fell, the countrymen surrounded the court...
The servant ran away as time was short
Little woman princess would not pose a fight
And she was finally captured in the night...
''You're such a disrespectful man!''
Evil flowers
Steadily bloom
With an array of funnest doom...
How the paradise that she made for herself
Put this broken doll right back on the wooden shelf
There was once upon a time in another place...
An evil kingdom that no one dared to face...
And [bad word] was a girl so mean
little tiny princess of only age fourteen!
She was to be punished at three o' clock
When the church bells resounded a tock
The femme who was once royalty...
Was bored in jail with no loyalty...
At the time that eventually came...
The church bells to her that sounded rather lame
Without looking to the faces of the crowd
Said she with eyes in a shroud...
''Oh, it's tea time.''
Evil flowers 
Steadily bloom
With an array of colorful doom
Now the beings speak of her without a second thought, the daughter of evil had received 
what she sought