Oh my Lord.

Your cruel device. Your blood, like ice. One look could kill. My pain, your thrill.

I want to love you but I better not touch, I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop, I want to kiss you but I want it too much. I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison, you're poison running through my veins. You're poison, I don't want to break these chains.

Your mouth, so hot. Your web, I'm caught. Your skin, so wet, black lace on sweat.

I hear you calling and it's needles and pins, I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name, don't want to touch you but you're under my skin. I want to kiss you but your lips are venomous poison, you're poison running through my veins.