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Princess Coldheart closed her eyes And waited for the kiss To snap the chain between her lips They waited proud, they waited willing Filed in, failed and so she killed them Sitting on her cutglass throne For forty years, without a phone Without a single word One hundred thousand would-be suitors Dead because they couldn't move her In the courtyard flowers bloomed They draped themselves 'round tombs And rows of crosses Pretty flowers bloomed They draped themselves 'round tombs And rows of crosses Some were daring, tried the tricks They'd learned in France Some would touch her hand Money signs etched in their eyes She sensed it, one by one they died Others chanted poems Even showered her with strange, expensive gifts She couldn't read, she owned the best She laid their flattery to rest SongtexteIn the courtyard flowers bloomed They draped themselves 'round tombs And rows of crosses Pretty flowers bloomed They draped themselves 'round tombs And rows of crosses Then one October night The humble village fool Caught sight of Coldheart And he fell.. He slashed a rock against her throne He snatched her hand and took her home Happily, they lived forever after He wears the chain upon his chest She even lets him kiss her breast In the courtyard flowers bloom They draped themselves 'round tombs And rows of crosses In their garden, flowers bloom They pick them, decorate their room It's touching, it's touching, so touching Aus Songtexte Mania