Lyric

Do not reach for me

Do not test my grace

A guilty hand

Has no place near my crown

He entered the hall

With a counterfeit bow

Gold on his fingers

But mud on his vow

He called me pretty

Like a prize to claim

But lilies in moonlight

Do not answer to shame

I watched from the staircase

With sapphire eyes

A noble little phantom

Under chandelier skies

He leaned in closer

With a sinner’s grin

So I let the cold room

Shut him in

Step back, Do not touch me

Mind the silver line

This royal breath

Was never thine

Your hungry gaze

May crawl and plead

But stained hands

Do not touch high breed

Do not touch me

I am ivory claw nobility

Kneel to the moonlight

If you wish to speak to me

You wear your sins

Like bargain cologne

I rule this midnight

From a marble throne

Do not touch me

Do not speak my name

A queen does not bow

To a beggar’s flame

He laughed like crystal

Cracked at the rim

Said, “Little cat

You were made for me”

I smiled so gently

The candles bent

My tail drew circles

In the dust he left

The old floor shivered

The portraits stared

His shadow shrank

When I bared my pale claws

He came for a kitten

In ribbons and lace

He met his sentence

In a porcelain face

Step back, sinner

Lower your eyes

My quiet purr

Is not your prize

You mistake my grace

For an open door

But royal cats

Are not yours to adore

Do not touch me

I am ivory claw nobility

Kneel to the moonlight

If you wish to speak to me

You wear your sins

Like bargain cologne

I rule this midnight

From a marble throne

Do not touch me

Do not cross my flame

A queen does not answer

To a gutter-born name

Like heels on bone

White boots tapping

Near the parlor throne

Red lamps flicker

Gold frames sigh

Take one step closer

And learn why

One more move

One last sin

My ivory claws

Will sink into your skin

Do not touch me

I am ivory claw nobility

Kneel to the moonlight

If you wish to speak to me

You wear your sins

Like bargain

Cologne

I rule this midnight

From a marble throne

Do not touch me

If you want to approach me

Pay for what you’ve done

Wash the guilt from your hands

Then come back worthy

I am the queen

Of the midnight hall

No crown above me

No bloodline calls

Only noble hearts

May stand before me

All are equal

Before my law