I'M THE SOLITARY PRINCESS
OF THIS INHIBITED ISLAND
TRYING NOT TO MESS
ON THIS FROSTY ICELAND
BUT MY FATE IS SO WORSE
I'M IN A PLACE THAT'S CURSED
MY CHANCES OF SURVIVING IS LOW
AS MY THRONE IS UNDERNEATH SNOW
NOW,
I'M HERE LIKE A WAIF
ALONE AND LOST,WITH FROZEN TEARS
BELIEVING THAT YOU ARE SAFE
FAR AWAY FROM HERE
THE COLD WIND SWIRLING AROUND
ARE PUSHING ME TO THE GROUND
BUT I'M SURE YOU WONT KNOW
THAT EVEN I'LL BE BURIED UNDERNEATH THE SNOW