Distored Fanatic

The image has lack of proportionChanged from the trueSeemingly
frozenDeep inner well of inspirationIllusions of loveCan't
you feel affectionYou're breathing fasterYou lose your
temperIt's a master stroke seductionSeduce and destroyAnd
it burns your mindThe burden of indecisionLike the
chains of winterIt eats your strengthFoaming out your
own shameNow you know life's no gameBut will you ever
be the sameThe mood now has changedWith greather the
powerIt cramps and twistOh,
how you need the painPrinciple of destructionKinked
up with disquiseTendency forcesHysteriaExposed in thisTourist
TrapTo think you believed you know it allIt was artful
keeping you anxiousRitual of submissionSuffering pain
and degradationWith every breath that's drawnHer gracious
blessingWas erotic crueltyA perpetual blessfullThe
altar of subjectionStimulate and amuseInsanity when
a person enjoysHurting someone elseBut it's really
hurting himselfYou're a distorted fanaticYou love to hurt yourself