Pleasures Of Darkness
Current mood: pensive
† I feel the Darkness as it entombs me in its pleasures
† It strokes me, and my cold black heart begins to race
† Faster and faster as my soul is delivered
† Into the hands of the Master
† Screams for pleasure through the pain administered
† On my knees I bow to the Master
† Begging and pleading to be next in line
† To receive my just punishment to feel the Darkness
† once again and become Masters favorite
