Desecrate my body, fulfill your whim.
Slide the blade deep, pain only I shall bear.
Please proceed, the sky is forever dim.
Show me no mercy, my mistress, my dear.
Graft me to the rack, tear through my chest.
My screams silence, sweet dirge of murmured drone.
Your teeth, so sharp, my pains eternal test.
Don’t waste a drop, my life drips to the stone.
Slowly sever through muscle and tendon,
Pull forth a saw to split my bones in half,
Grasp my heart, slow the beat, make my life done.
Take my back and carve in my epitaph.
Without my life, there can still be pleasure.
Bliss embodied by death’s erotic lure.
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