Jail Of PassionJail Of Passion
Every time I see your face
I want you to be mine.
Youll bleed and die in my embrace,
Ill slake my thirst of you, my wine.
Youll burn in pain of my desire,
Ill take your soul, Ill take you all
And crucify you like a liar
On your dreams, and watch you fall
To the precipice, so low
Its painful pleasure killing you,
Killing you so slow,
Wanting you and feeling you,
Enchaining you in pain
On the bed of blades.
Resisting is in vain,
Ill be your queen of spades
Tormented in my jail of passion,
Cant flee from prison of desire
Ill take your soul without compassion
And let your body burn in fire
I know Ill win the game,
Ill paint your happiness in black.
In agony youll call my name
And thrust a knife into my back
Thats why I love you