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
Pre Chorus 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
Chorus 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
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Bridge 1 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?
Solo Both, Dahl, Both
Bridge 2 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