The simple heart will be prized again
And ugly ogres are heroes
On fashions and small fry?"
Feed your people or lose your throne
And forfeit your whole kingdom
I'd sooner lose it than still live in it alone
You were our golden child
But the gentle and the mild
Your castle hollow and cold
Soon, someone will put a spell on you
Perfume, treasure, sorcery, every trick they know
You will lie in a deep sleep
Your castle hollow and cold