It seems I have been bad today
I feel the brick
I smell the mold
The cold so sharp
The fear untold
My eyes are blind
My hands are tied
He does not know,I have not lied
When he returns
I'll feel the sting
And it will be a blessed thing
Soon the pain will be so high
The ecstacy will make me fly
The bruises bold
The pain untold
My Master makes my life unfold
He is everything to me
Take my hand
Walk with me
Welcome to your fantasy
~Words by Rebecca Moon~
~It only hurts when you still care~
~Cha imbieri tesi cours c'andre~
