Sense of Lust LyricsEmbraced by shackles made of silver
A light of a candle as your only friend
The song of the silence lulls you in this night
Your soul begins to salivate
An ebony glow among the shadows
The footsteps resound louder and louder now
A dull creaking sound sends shivers down your spine
Anticipating what's to come
You've made my sickness so alive
You feel it right
You feel it wrong
All is fair in our twisted little game
I make you fly
I make you cry
Doesn't matter the price to pay
You'll always ask for more
Pleading for more
With blood on your knees I grip your flushed face
And forcе you to bite what mutes your gasping voice
I draw with my nails a sеal of ownership
And now I proceed to chastise you
(Pain, joy)
Now suffocate
(Game, toy)
Pray to my navel
(Pain, joy)
Scourge and beating
(Game, toy)
Scream
You feel it right
You feel it wrong
All is fair in our twisted little game
I make you fly
I make you cry
Doesn't matter the price to pay
You'll always ask for more
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