Evil King's Daily Dish

Your master chef brought out the best
In presenting this young life  
The arching warmth of sacred flesh
A feast for only the king's eyes
 
She's honored the king has chosen her
Your gifts are in her hands
She may have shed a tear or two
But, she seemed to understand
 
She realized that her beauty  
Would more than pay their way  
In her present state of mind
She’s become the perfect prey
 
Enjoy this dish that’s been prepared  
First fruits of her parents’ love  
She'll depart after this night with you
On the wing of your dynasty doves  
 
She thinks she buys her freedom  
But she has been deceived  
Oh, but by what greater costs  
Could her life have been retrieved?
 
Fate has brought her flesh and soul
To lay upon this alter  
Claim now this prize fit for a king  
Do not be weak or falter  
 
She’ll give to you her sweet caress  
Fulfill your every wish
We’ll bring her life to peaceful ends
And tomorrow, a fine new dish