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Ruling Your Senses
I lie here naked
I've groaned, I've mated
I've moaned, I'm sated
Love, how could you be so unwise?
Strolling into my den, alone and unaided
I'll be the mist in your eyes
until your sights have faded
until your breaths have become so heavy you can't take it
How does it feel to be subjugated?
To be down on your knees, so degraded
Your soul and your heart I have invaded
Sirens sing their holy songs in their depths of doom
you kneel in prayers, oh how sacred
This act of submission is
And you still crave it
I've groaned, I've mated
I've moaned, I'm sated
Love, how could you be so unwise?
Strolling into my den, alone and unaided
I'll be the mist in your eyes
until your sights have faded
until your breaths have become so heavy you can't take it
How does it feel to be subjugated?
To be down on your knees, so degraded
Your soul and your heart I have invaded
Sirens sing their holy songs in their depths of doom
you kneel in prayers, oh how sacred
This act of submission is
And you still crave it
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