• Every sunday
    From dawn til dusk
    I arrive at your door;
    Silent and hushed

    You stare
    With cruel and lust
    I know what you want;
    Rape ; his must

    His need
    His power
    His cruel grin
    My pain
    My scream
    All held in

    A single sound i make
    Another hit i take

    I am his toy
    I am his puppet
    I am his joy
    I suffer