The Blade

Deep inside the angle hurts 
Rotation moves the amber burns
Silently your hands are tied 
Persuasion slowly slips inside 
Stretching skin it has a burn 
Sooner or later you will learn 

Perversion
Inhibitions from within 
The only thing we really want is sin/skin

Are you ready to believe 
Are you ready to conceive
Are you ready to come 
Are you ready to be one 
Are you ready to come 
Are you ready to be one

The leather cracks 
You feel the heat 
A hardening pulse Is oh so sweet
The blindfold slips down 
To your mouth 
You taste the flesh it makes no sound
The blade it skins on your chest 
Perverse illusion never rests within

Are you ready to believe 
Are you ready to conceive 
Are you ready to come 
Are you ready to be one

This sado game is now for real 
You suffocate with fear of pain
The blood starts running from your vein 
The straps are tightened 
For pleasured pain