Vocaloid: Story Of Evil

Daughter Of Evil

"Now kneel before me peasants!"

  Once upon a time lying in another place. There stood a kingdom that no others dared to face.

  Waiting dainty upon the throne, a fourteen year old lady ruled the kingdom on her own.  

  In the lap of luxury surrounded by the best, her faithful servant who was different from the rest.

  Josephine, her beloved horse was named. Anything and everything Her Majesty would claim. 

  Haven't any money then you need not bat an eye.

  Just pluck it from the hands of those who bound to die.

  Those who sought to somehow go against her word.

Their execution will not go unheard.

"Now bow to your queen!"

  Hidden in the dark an evil flower blooms. Lovely petals faintly dripping with doom.

  Dancing in a garden full of slowly dying weeds.

  Echoes of their cries becomes the power that she needs.

  Her heart was longing for what she had hoped to be, a dashing prince of blue from far across the sea.

  But someone already had hold of his heart, a pretty girl of green threatened to tear her dream apart.

  Overcome with jealousy she soon became obsessed. 

  She called the minister to give him one request. With a quiet voice she made her orders clearly heard.

  "I want to see that wretched kingdom of green burn"

  Many homes and buildings were quickly faded into ash, so many lives were stolen in a flash.

  As their painful cries for help were silenced in the blaze.

She sat smiling not even fazed.

"Oh my, is it teatime already?"

  Hidden in the dark an evil flower blooms. Lovely petals faintly dripping with doom.

  Even though it's beauty is enchantingly demure. The thorns all hiding underneath are anything but pure.

  A plan arose to bring the kingdom to it's knees.

  The people came together all against the Queen.

  Marching the masses across the land. A lady in red armor lead them with her sword in hand.

  All of the anger that she caused throughout her time.

  Engulfed her kingdom as their livelihoods declined.

  Growing ever tired of a never ending war. The thought of crossing soldiers did not scare them anymore.

  In the end the palace was surrounded by them all.

  The royal staff began to flee before the fall. Beautiful and graceful she surrendered to her fate.

Captured be it already too late.

"How dare you show such disrespect to your Queen?"

  Hidden in the dark an evil flower blooms. Fading petals now beginning to droop.

  What was once a paradise, a dream fit for a Queen.

  Can't sustain under their pain and crumbles underneath.

  Once upon a time lying in another place. There stood a kingdom that no others dared to face.

  Sitting dainty upon the throne. A fourteen year old lady ruled the kingdom on her own.

  As the clock chimed three then it was time to say goodbye.

  Church bells would sing a song of justice through the sky.

  Now this tiny girl who people once called a Queen, is sitting in a prison cell having lost everything.

  Finally the hand reaches the designated time.

  The bells ring loudly now she averts her eyes.

  Looking somewhere in the crowd then swiftly to the sky.

She recites the role's final line. 

"Oh is it teatime already?"

  Hidden in the dark an evil flower blooms. Lovely petals faintly dripping with dew.

  Through the many years to come they told tales of the days.

  When the one they called the true daughter of evil reigned.