I'll sing if it kills me, the pain's not so bad I'll burn down your kingdom you uppity scags This muzzle won't stop me-prepare to die! AAAAGHHH! Hadey, Damon, heed my battle cry! I see it now: I guess I'm just my mother's daughter filled with hatred and a Blackheart to the core! Go undercover *argh!*- lead them to the slaughter! Oh, and while we're at it, why not start another war? Trim my dress with lacy stitches. Deck it out with gold and riches. Tiara upon my brow...Tell me... WHO'S THE PRINCESS NOW, BITCHES?!