But in the Dark Enchanted Forest,
She found love among the trees,
Where dire wolves howl at the moon
And a troll might offer a cup of tea.
There’s laughter in the beastfolk keep,
There’s comfort in the selkie song.
And the battle that she fought for
Was the Dark Lord’s Heart she won.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh…
She stormed into the castle
With some bimbleberry scones.
Her blade had never left its sheath
Against the golem stone.
The lizardkin had lunch with her and
Brought her to their Lord
The inner sanctum of his power
To a duel magic and sword.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh…
But lo His Royal Viciousness
Confused at what he found,
A princess who was sent to him
To die or take his throne.
Instead he took her in and offered her a brand-new start
To live the life she longed for and
To follow her own heart.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh…
But in the Dark Enchanted Forest,
She found love among the trees,
Where dire wolves howl at the moon
And a troll might offer a cup of tea.