Thought of being entrapped by my love.
Entrapped by Darkness his Majesty my King.
Does he know the way to my soul?
Can he look at me and make me quiver?
Can he conquer my heart?
Breath me in and smile, smile that evil grin. Consume me... drink my blood.
I need my King to invision me, breath me, and taste my flesh. I need my King to take ahold of me. Grab my hair guide my body where his chains are. Secure me to your heart's lock, never let me go from the chains. I am on my knees awaitng my King's wishes. I want to make him happy fulfilling all his needs and desires.
I live to make him happy. Looking for the rewarding smile he gives while petting me on my head.
