Caught, now you're mine

I am the master of your whipping time

The smile on my lips

The look of horror on your face Self, justification

Can't rid the sexual fascination

Can you deny

My face of pleasure the gleam in my eye You're nothing an object of animation

A subjective mannequin

Beaten into submission

Raping again and again Shackled, my princess

Dangling in distress

Here to discipline

My sole purpose never ends Bleeding on your knees

My satisfaction is what I need

The urge to take my fist

And violate every orifice Nothing, an object of animation

A subjective mannequin

Beaten into submission

Raping again and again Slaves to my torments

Scream to your heart's content

Time, time again

Pleasure in inflicting pain Power so intense

Trying to circumvent

Unadulterated battery

Manipulated reality, God is dead, I am alive