Nasty Savage Distored Fanatic
The image has lack of proportion Changed from the true Seemingly frozen Deep inner well of inspiration Illusions of love Can't you feel affection You're breathing faster You lose your temper It's a master stroke seduction Seduce and destroy And it burns your mind The burden of indecision Like the chains of winter It eats your strength Foaming out your own shame Now you know life's no game But will you ever be the same The mood now has changed With greather the power It cramps and twist Oh, how you need the pain Principle of destruction Kinked up with disquise Tendency forces Hysteria Exposed in this Tourist Trap To think you believed you know it all It was artful keeping you anxious Ritual of submission Suffering pain and degradation With every breath that's drawn Her gracious blessing Was erotic cruelty A perpetual blessfull The altar of subjection Stimulate and amuse Insanity when a person enjoys Hurting someone else But it's really hurting himself You're a distorted fanatic You love to hurt yourself
