The Empress

The feast is laid out before us
My loyal citizens
Rich red
Luscious green grapes
Platters of the finest fare
From the furthest reaches of the earth
This is my gift to you
Anyone may sit at my banquet table

But know that your utmost cordiality
Is not optional
Otherwise you shall taste the blunt end of my royal heels

I do not wish to frighten you
But while I may appear to be a creature of pure majesty
Inside me is a lioness
That can tear you limb from limb



Credits
Writer(s): Stevenson Valentor
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link