Tomb
Tonight, make me your slave.
I woke the monster and fell to my knees, Praying you would do as you please. I willingly enter your tempting tomb, Totally, madly prepared for seductive doom. There’s an ache in my chest; I know I don’t want the rest. There’s a voice inside my head, "Take me it said." Tonight make me your slave; I’ll crawl any path you pave. Tie me to your altar, make sure it’s tight, Have me whisper your name just right. I want to please...