Mutilation, termination
Nails piercing your hands
Onto this wall of lies
Your wretched stench from infected wounds
The glassy eyed look on your face
Staring deep down inside
All I see is fear and the loss of hope
Your pain amuses me
It enriches me, fills me with gratification
I control you now
My puppet, my play thing
You have lost your humanity
Just a lowly creature
Not even worthy of nothing
You will be mine
Mine only, no one else can have you
There's no escaping from me
My little china doll
Wrapped in bloody silk
Will you sing for me tonight?
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