There comes the princess on a ride Her haughtiness, so cold and bright A pleading voice calls from the side To giant's daughter, no delight Her time will come Her final doomsday There's a shadow in her eyes a token of her wicked days Her cold heart, so hate-scarred May the curse fulfill so flesh and blood and bone Will turn to stone A marble palace all in white dominates the mountainside These riches fill her with delight Deep in her soul eternal night Her time will come Her final doomsdays There's a shadow in her eyes A token of her wicked days Her cold heart, so hate-scarred May the curse fulfill so fresh and blood and bone Will turn to stone Filth on white marble tiles caused a rage that was leading just straight to her end Her little son strolled the woods, so it reads To clean him with bread was the last of her deeds There's a shadow in her eys A token of her wicked days Her cold heart, so hate-scarred May the curse fulfill so fresh and blood and bone will turn to stone There's a shadow in her eyes A token of her wicked days Her cold heart, so hate-scarred May the curse fulfill so fresh and blood and bone Will turn to stone Her time has been fading, her final doomsday's waiting Her cold heart so hate-scarred and her world falling down apart