I can rip your heart out,

and you'd beg for more.

I really am the best,

when I'm on my knees.

( You seem not to care. )

Feel my whip, dear.

Oh, how it dances.

Ripping you open to,

Bring forth the moans.

( Blood drips.)

( Where do you matter?)

In what timeline,

Will you push me back.

Scream NO. This isn't right.

And run away?

( Never.)

I'll take control. I have it.

I own you now, I know it.

I'll kill you, I can taste it.

I'll devour you, I can feel it.

( And I'll leave nothing left.)

( But an empty shell.)