The Beast in Velvet Songtext
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The Beast in Velvet Songtext
It′s the Birthday of the Emperor
The Cream of the Realm is here,
Kings and Queens with Sons and Daughters
It's truly a most grandiose Ball,
Nobles fill the Halls
Like Sheep, ready for slaughter
Oh, with rising Hate I watch them dance,
I watch them prance
Oh, how I loathe these haughty Swine
I′ll rid the World of this living Grime
Peasants are saying, oh not without Glee,
There's an Aristocrat out on a killing Spree
A Noble, thirsty for royal Blood they say
The Beast in Velvet I'm called by my Prey
Though my Fee is great indeed
I′d do this for free,
′Cause I enjoy my Work immensely
Oh, with rising Hate I watch them dance,
I watch them prance
Oh, how I loathe these haughty Swine
I'll rid the World of this living Grime
Peasants are saying, oh not without Glee,
There′s an Aristocrat out on a killing Spree
A Noble, thirsty for royal Blood they say
The Beast in Velvet I'm called by my Prey
With Wit and Grace I charm these Fools
Who think they′re out of Harm's Way
None here′s aware of my Sins
But then again, who'd suspect a highborn Prince?
It's been so easy to lure my Prey,
So to my Lord I gratefully pray
As my Victim dies by my Blade
Shape shifting is a useful Trick in my dark Trade
Peasants are saying, oh not without Glee,
There′s an Aristocrat out on a killing Spree
A Noble, thirsty for royal Blood they say
The Beast in Velvet I′m called by my Prey
The Cream of the Realm is here,
Kings and Queens with Sons and Daughters
It's truly a most grandiose Ball,
Nobles fill the Halls
Like Sheep, ready for slaughter
Oh, with rising Hate I watch them dance,
I watch them prance
Oh, how I loathe these haughty Swine
I′ll rid the World of this living Grime
Peasants are saying, oh not without Glee,
There's an Aristocrat out on a killing Spree
A Noble, thirsty for royal Blood they say
The Beast in Velvet I'm called by my Prey
Though my Fee is great indeed
I′d do this for free,
′Cause I enjoy my Work immensely
Oh, with rising Hate I watch them dance,
I watch them prance
Oh, how I loathe these haughty Swine
I'll rid the World of this living Grime
Peasants are saying, oh not without Glee,
There′s an Aristocrat out on a killing Spree
A Noble, thirsty for royal Blood they say
The Beast in Velvet I'm called by my Prey
With Wit and Grace I charm these Fools
Who think they′re out of Harm's Way
None here′s aware of my Sins
But then again, who'd suspect a highborn Prince?
It's been so easy to lure my Prey,
So to my Lord I gratefully pray
As my Victim dies by my Blade
Shape shifting is a useful Trick in my dark Trade
Peasants are saying, oh not without Glee,
There′s an Aristocrat out on a killing Spree
A Noble, thirsty for royal Blood they say
The Beast in Velvet I′m called by my Prey
Writer(s): Dahl Mikael Bo, Gotesson Andreas Tom Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com