Snow White: Fated

Poison of a rosy apple. A beauty in the flesh. The young girl of pure white snow, fell to the witch's hands
A young mother, wished for a child of unblemished snow.
That child was born, but her mother perished, o poor child of snow,
Her father lonely, wed a queen, of fierce beauty, a ravished dagger,
The queen was of a hungry beauty, looking upon her looking glass,
'Who is the fairest, the fairest of them all?'
'You the queen, is the fairest of them all'
Days passed, the answer was nigh the same,
But one day, it changed,
'She, the child of snow, is the fairest of them all'
That wolfish beauty, flew into rage,
Ordered her servant, to kill that child of snow,
The hunter, led the girl deep into a forest,
But could not kill the child of snow,
He let her get away, o fair sweet maiden,
Brought back the heart of a hog instead,
The queen was content, until she heard,
'She, the child of snow, lives, and is still the fairest of them all'
No more was the terrible beauty, instead was a witch,
The queen hunted that maiden fair, o that child of snow,
The girl was hidden, in the cottage of the dwarves,
Protected and loved, so the queen had to plan,
An apple, rosy and fresh, with such temptation,
The snow-child had to taste it, and died with a shattered heart,
The queen triumphed, but not for long.
For those angry dwarves, soon came along,
Witch, or queen, she fled to death,
And a prince came along,
With a kiss,
The child of snow, awoke at last,
But.
The spirit of the queen.
A shadowy death.
Stole their breath, never to awake.
With a golden apple of death,
The two lost lovers, locked in the poison's embrace,
Forever are forced to stay, in that glade of death,
For the temptation of the apple was too great,
And destroyed the lovers' fate,
Poison of a rosy apple. A beauty in the flesh. The young girl of pure white snow, fell to the witch's hands. The two lovers, whispering in the glade, invite you to try the apple of fate.