Screw the roses, send in the thorns,
chains and ropes, pleasing pain.
Leather and lace, bound and torn,
whipped and cuffed, hell and heaven to gain.

Looking at you helpless
makes me feel so strong.
Whimpering in this darkness,
I've wanted you for so long.

I want to hear you scream and cry,
beg for mercy, plead for your life.
Try, run, lock the doors and hope for safety,
but I will force myself on your body.

Your my bitch, your my whore,
your everything I deplore.
Yet everything I love,
with roses below and chains above.

I'm your master and protector,
I'm your death and you, my maiden.
Taste my sodium nectar
and into sleep we both descend.