Seline - Prima Nocte (Seline's Royal Revenge)

The lord demands his ancient right... Tonight, the crown belongs to me. (Belongs to me...) Velvet robes dragging on the cold stone floor Locking the heavy iron bolts on the chamber door He thought he claimed a victim for his royal bed Now he’s falling on his knees in fear instead Golden goblet spilled upon the velvet rug Drowning in the power of my lethal hug. No feudal laws can save you from your fate Entering my sanctuary far too late Take off the crown, strip away your pride There is nowhere left for a king to hide... Prima Nocte, the right of the night! Crushing your empire out of sight No longer the master, no longer the lord Yield to the goddess, bow to the sword! Candlelight flickering on the stone-carved walls Echoing through the silent castle halls A royal contract written in your blood Submitting to the rising tidal flood You asked for passion, but you found your queen The darkest coronation that you've ever seen. On your knees, my Lord... Give me your crown. I rule this night. Prima Nocte, the right of the night! Crushing your empire out of sight No longer the master, no longer the lord Yield to the goddess, bow to the sword! Long live the Queen... Sleep in your chains.