in this house that i built
of cold emotions
through years of oppression
the suffering which i obey
an unbearable suffering
the rope
the strangulations
the whip
total submission
in this room that i built
of devilish lust
a tyrant's possession
unleashed at dusk
chained at dawn
deprivation, solitude
perfection, lust
in this world that i built
of no emotions
i whip the skin
i taunt the angel
forever
and ever
again
and again |