| Here I come, blood and bondage my drug, I'm going to bring us closer, and hurt you with love, I'm about to show you whats inside of my mind, its about time to make you feel something inside, I'm going to break your heart and eat you alive, this is how we walk loves brutal line. Iv won your heart, by doing so its allowed me to rip your snatch apart. Here I come, bring all the wicked fun, its inside of you, and your going to praise me for the precious release you'll recieve, and all of the bleeding things I see, all of this is part of a revelation, a start of a new, a new love, it all begins with. Bondage and blood. It happens to be my drug. One true love. In time we'll see, how long you last, wearing the chains and how long can you bare the beautiful sodomy of my heart explodeing in my chest sending dark sparks of love onto your body, the blood that flows freely, is what makes this love truly powerful. Bind your wrist and mind to the head board, with your flesh I promise I won't get bored. I'll just have to steal you away from perfect reality, and take you with me. I have a name, but you'll never know, because after I'm done I'll have to go, but I'll be back to release your corpse from the chains and the headboard. The last thing about me you'll remember, is me biteing your tits, and fingering you, then letting you lick my fist. You'll be to sore to bitch, I'll take you away with me. Wearing my crown, standing in the crowd of freaks and fast virgin theifs, we're all inside of me. The brutal beatings we give, the hip banging lifes we live, the legs we spread, the clits we lick, the cavitys we pump full of cum, spilling demon seeds, giving into these wicked needs, making you bleed, with my love. Bondage and blood. The candles I set will melt, time will pass and your veins will slowly collapse, the wounds will congeal, your soul has been stolen, you life has been modified, you are now, a new born being of Blood and bondage, now drink the water, and pray for me to return. Here I am, pinned up on a cross, bareing down the nails of your surrendering. The revelation happens to women time after time, a bed soaked of blood and fluids of Morbid love. Do you hear it, I raped you of your soul, this is the King of Demons calling you in. Telling you to do something special and kill. |
