Silken lips make fantasies reality for some.
This act remains upon us and the vulture lies in disguise

Shiny skin glistens from submission, breaking your will.
To hold you firm in confinement, a leash keeps you tame.
Appearance was the key role, my satisfaction's declined.
Falling backward, submitting only lonely facts.
Your weakness, you're speechless.
Your weakness is mine.

Tired theories, contest what is beginning.
The struggle between God and I.
Silken lips creating simple fantasies, become reality for some.

Disobeying, the tiff belongs to heresy.
I'm lead into sin.
This force lacks solid eternity, the thought of pleasure's too thin.
A pale face, a black veil to cover it.
Dimensions forced to be drowned.
Measures taken by forsaken crucifixation.
Self control is torn, it's melting away.

So we return

Tired theories, contest what is beginning.
The struggle between God and I.
Silken lips creating simple fantasies, become reality for some.

Silken lips are reality, reality for some.
Submit to me.
Commit to me your love.
Broken hearts are reality, reality for some.
Is this your love?

Submit to me.
Commit to me your love.
Commit to me.
Submit to me your love.
Serve today, this pain is your love.
Is this your love?