In a dungeon was a princess
Small golden prison and strong steel chain
A beast to keep her, fierce and ruthless
Waiting for a prince to relieve her pain
Crying in bed or at the balcony
She watches the years burning her youth
Saying that she would never be happy
Closing her heart and closing her mouth
After long years the beast finally dies
Under the monster's skin the beauty conceal
No more princess waiting, no more girl cries
Using claws as weapons to tear up the steel
