Behold the Warrior Princess!
Proud descendant of a glorious civilisation
She lies in the dark for no rhyme or reason
Locked up, chained up and enslaved
Greek Tragedy heroin that cannot be saved
Yet through the iron bars of her cell
Her rapturous chant casts its everlasting spell
For no man made jail can ever stall
The shining magnificence of her soul
Long live Princess Mona!
