Sweet Masochist

Sinner,

on my leash of temptation.

You the child of a new generation.

Spawned to lust pain.

I kiss your sins away you are mine, my pet.

Forget how they hurt you, I do it better.

Ressurect!

(CHORUS)

I the sadist now your mother, your lover, your priestess.

Let me strum your lullaby,

binding back your screams.

Your pain our pleasure.

 Sweet Muted Masochist.

On this eve I abuse thee.

Tempt what ought not to be tempted.

Percieved as innocence.

I the ink to your quil.

Concieving you,

 I know what you want.

Harm, it's bliss.

Violence and agony.

Smiles of submission brimming your brow.

(CHORUS)

I the sadist now your mother, your lover, your priestess.

Let me strum your lullaby,

binding back your screams.

Your pain our pleasure.

 Sweet Muted Masochist.

On this eve I abuse thee.

Tempt what ought not to be tempted.

Slicing, dicing, the raven knows.

Rockabye demon it's your pain that shows.

Blessing yourself with a surging ecstasy,

self destruction lighting your life.

No tears, no pain.

It's almost over now my child.

Forked paths such a curious one,

afar from the light.

Frolic my veined serenade.

I am you, and you are me.

I the sadist now your mother, your lover, your priestess.

Let me strum your lullaby,

binding back your screams.

Your pain our pleasure.

 Sweet Muted Masochist.

On this eve I abuse thee.

Tempt what ought not to be tempted.

10/23/2007