Deep inside the angle hurts
Rotation moves the amber burns
Silently your hands are tied
Persuasion slowly slips inside
Stretching skin it has a burn
Sooner or later you will learn

Perversion
Inhibitions from within
The only thing we really want is sin/skin

Are you ready to believe
Are you ready to conceive
Are you ready to come
Are you ready to be one
Are you ready to come
Are you ready to be one

The leather cracks
You feel the heat
A hardening pulse Is oh so sweet
The blindfold slips down
To your mouth
You taste the flesh it makes no sound
The blade it skins on your chest
Perverse illusion never rests within

Are you ready to believe
Are you ready to conceive
Are you ready to come
Are you ready to be one

This sado game is now for real
You suffocate with fear of pain
The blood starts running from your vein
The straps are tightened
For pleasured pain

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): NOWELL RHYS FULBER, WILHELM ANTON LEEB