daughter of evil // nidorina

Instructions

(fanmade) lyrics: oh ho ho ho ho~ so, shall we begin? *music* long, long, ago, in a place not existent anymore, there was a kingdom of poison, infected to the core. and the ruler, never really being shown... a 14-year-old princess, never to be overthrown. most of her dresses were of silk or of lace, a loyal servant with a quite similar face. she'd named her crown "Josephine." everything in this world belonged to "little queen." if you're running low on money, fear your fate... she'll take the rest and add it onto her gold's weight. if trying to take me down is really what you feel... know you'll simply cower down and kneel! so, shall we begin? an evil flower gently blooms. with colors bright and sharp enough to cut you! a pair of spinning roses in the middle of it all, ah... the poisons were injected and they'll never even know. the young princess held feelings for a boy, a charming water mouse everybody seemed to enjoy. but his heart belonged to another... a simple little peasant from the land of lightning! this filled the queen to the brink of rage, wanting payback on the boy not wanting to engage. so she told her servant, in a quiet voice that nobody could hear... "make sure all electric ones will surely disappear." fighting back was useless, villagers dropping like flies. all the voltage in the land collapsed and just died down and even once only 1 current remained, never once even leaving a stain... oh? looks like teatime~ an evil flower gently blooms. all the garden's roses had been painted red... smaller, gentler flowers all have started to decay... many, many, shards of trust began to fade away. *music* defeating the princess proved no easy task... but with the grudges held, it wasn't quite so much to ask. piling up in numbers, male or female, strong or weak... they were led by a knightess with another mouth to speak! rushing in with combined force, not a single one of them holding any remorse... her army of toxins had been weakened in the fight... nothing much would stop them from arriving in the night. after a while, the surviving royal guard had fleed. not a single soul was left to pick her garden's "weed." the calm, delicate princess, drained of all her pride and wealth... yelled to them but as if to herself... "you... you traitor!" an evil flower gently blooms. the colors on the petals become monochrome. this world that the queen had created in her head... was showered by the dewdrops dripping from the rose instead. long, long, ago in a place not existent anymore, there was a kingdom of poison, infected to the core. and the ruler never really being shown, a 14-year-old princess never to be overthrown... the clock to execution time was ticking away... the princess sat knowing she'd never see another day. wonder what she's thinking there locked up inside her cage... no one ever heard her talk other than that one day... the bells ringing loudly reaching everybody's ears. the princess not showing any of her fears. her eyes never even reached the gazes of the crowd... one last time, she said her line out loud... "oh? looks like teatime~" an evil flower gently wilts... with colors bright and sharp enough to cut you! these days people never think of her as "regal." "the queen truly was... the daughter of evil."