Music: Mikael Dahl - Lyrics: Andreas Gotesson
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It¡¯s the birthday of the Emperor
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The cream of the realm is here,
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kings and queens with sons and daughters
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It¡¯s truly a most grandiose ball,
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nobles fill the halls
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Like sheep, ready for slaughter
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Pre Chorus
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Oh, with rising hate I watch them dance,
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I watch them prance
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Oh, how I loathe these haughty swine
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I¡¯ll rid the world of this living grime
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Chorus
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Peasants are saying, oh not without glee,
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there¡¯s an aristocrat out on a killing spree
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A noble, thirsty for royal blood they say
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The Beast in Velvet I¡¯m called by my prey
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Though my fee is great indeed
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I¡¯d do this for free,
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¡®cause I enjoy my work immensely
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Pre Chorus
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Chorus
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Bridge 1
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With wit and grace I charm these fools
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who think they¡¯re out of harm¡¯s way
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None here¡¯s aware of my sins
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But then again, who¡¯d suspect a highborn prince?
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Solo Both, Dahl, Both
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Bridge 2
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It¡¯s been so easy to lure my prey,
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so to my Lord I gratefully pray
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as my victim dies by my blade
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Shape shifting is a useful trick in my dark trade
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Chorus
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The Beast In Velvet
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| Crystal Eyes |
