The Daughter of Evil [Arabic translation]

There was once upon a time in another place

An evil kingdom who no person dared to face

And the ruler was a girl so mean

A tiny little princess of only age fourteen!

So many furnitures littered her abode

Her loyal servant who's likeness surely showed

Josephine was what her horse was named

All the riches of the world is what she had claimed.

If you're short on money that's no fearful thing

Just take it from those who you dangle on a string

To those who feel that they want to bring me down

You'll just tidy up my gown.

Now, bow to me!

Evil flowers

Steadily bloom

With an array of colourful doom

But the weeds who feel that they want to stay

They'll just die and and feed me the same anyway.

The princess held a love for a man

Of blue who wasn't very much her fan

But instead he chose his neighbor's girl

Of green who's eyes shone like a pearl.

The princess knew this and was filled with rage

She called the minister locked in her cage

And said in a soft voice to not be heard

"Make sure the green country is badly stirred."

Houses of the people were burned to the ground

So many voices would no longer make a sound

The people who had suffered so much pain

Didn't get pity from the one who'd slain.

"Oh, it's tea time."

Evil flowers

Steadily bloom

With an array of bloodied doom

Even though the flower is so very refined

The thorns had driven it's garden to decline.

To defeat the princess was no easy task

But the people could no longer wear their mask

Like a flock of birds they were led by

A red lady mercenary into the nigh.

All the anger that had built up over the years

Now consumed them without any fears

But the army was battered from the green war

Their attacks were not much of a chore.

Once they fell the countrymen surrounded the court

The servants ran away as time was short

Little woman princess would not pose a fight

And she was finally captured in the night

"You're such a disrespectful man!"

Evil flowers

Steadily bloom

With an array of funest doom

How the paradise that she made for herself

Put this broken doll right back on the wooden shelf.

There was once upon a time in another place

An evil kingdom who no person dared to face

And the ruler was a girl so mean

A tiny little princess of only age fourteen.

She was to be punished at three o' clock

When the church bells resounded a tock

The person who was once royalty

Was bored in jail with no loyalty.

At the time that eventually came

The church bells to her sounded rather lame

Without looking to faces of the crowd

Said she with eyes in a shroud

"Oh, it's tea time."

Evil flowers

Steadily bloom

With an array of colourful doom

Now the people speak of her without a second thought

That daughter of evil had recieved what she sought.

• Artist:The Seven Deadly Sins (Musical Story) [English Cast]
• Album:Pride