My Wretched Lord Lyrics

Be my slave, feed my lust, 
in exchange you'll get a grave for yourself. 

In the darkest spot of my mind you live, 
sickening and laughing. 
I am the puppet of your iron strings, 
I'm the scum right from your thoughts. 

I now hold your smile, and the blood in your face, 
I spit in your eyes, your tears are nothing to me. 

You'll get to feel the punishment of sin. 
And I will get the reward of your dead body in my bed. 

When the night is calling, frightening shakes my body, 
I bury myself, inside my bed. 
No matter how I pray, shadows are stronger than God, 
the cross over my bed, falls and breaks. 
And I know this body, is not mine anymore. 
It's yours, My Wretched Lord 

Hurt me more, break my soul. I can't let you go, but still I feel 
delighted in pain 
Twist my will, kill my body. I can't let you go, I can't let you go. 
Please me with death. 

Cruelest methods to dismember your soul, 
may this punishment show you not to love me.