Inspired by Netflix’s “Damsel” and every trapped princess
Oh wicked prince of petty tongue
Waits his most belated turn
With feeble, milksop arms, he flung
A new red flower, never burned
Down, down from jagged mountain head
Deep, deep into thorny mountain’s maw
The golden lords quite easily led
Closed bastard eyes to Andromedean awe
Oh princess of the hostile hill
First snow that falls, dull ax in hand
Can you, of every maiden till
This moment break apart these bands?
Will you slay the unrepentant men?
Smash apart their glittering lies
Or will we collect your bones again?
A promise broken, fool’s hope slides
Pray for precious Elodie
Borne at winter’s breast
Name like excellent melody
Must brave the dreaded dragons nest
Daughter of a mother mighty
Daughter of a people proud
Has prayed her peoples safety nightly
Pious hands by pretty shroud
We hear you wounded warrior girl
Deep inside our mountain heart
We know you bloody unsung hero
Unfairly chosen to do dark arts
Win the day
One true dragon
Win it for each one of us
Or each from king, to farmers wagon
Will soon know blistering fire’s kiss
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