In these chains I feel safe
In these chains I am myself
Inside these chains is where I'll be, pampered by your cruel and gentle
hands.
To enjoy the scratching of you fingernails, feel your teeth breaking the
soft flesh of my neck
Sweet is the pain your inflict on me with those knives
The wounds turn my skin into art
Your love is reflected in the pain I receive from you
And mine is forever yours.
Love is our game and it's end is
death In those chains I keep you safe
In those chains I find your true self
Inside thoses chains you'll stay and I will love you even more
The beauty of your face in agony and extasy
The delicious taste of your blood on my tongue
Your skin looks perfectly beautiful when I slit it
I love you more the more you suffer.
Love is our game and it's end is
death For when you'll pass I shall follow.
This I swear to you my Love