The Celler
The reason of obsessed possession the domain of erotic shame do you regret
what you did does the emptiness haunt you the aberration of your filthy little
secret your pretty little princess your sick alter of consequence the cellar is a
reminder of daddy's fantasies. Like an addict day and night even when I put up a
fight you took my innocence for pleasure and ecstasy an item of misery as you
penetrate me am I your Delilah your unclean dream, you betray me now forsaken
for what you did to me I'm ashamed some one set me free.
Victim,mayhem,revenge,diluted.flawed,aggression,torture, a mental breakdown
universal frown I'm wounded and violated and I hate it your daughter you ruined
agonizing on the brink of no return. My scenario to watch you burn you parasite
tonight you get what you deserve I fall silent as you open the door I've had
enough I defy you this time breathing slow I end the show as you get in range I
Fire! so ends the pain.
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