She woke the dead
Her passion painted in red
Yeah she taught us how to scream
With eyes sewn shut
And salt in our cuts
Our bodies made to bleed

Her wrists are tied a blade of fortune insane
And she's so very grateful

Bring out the pain
Will she oblige
That willing hand
Lay your body down
Bring out the pain
Will you survive
That willing hand
Lay your body down
You gotta live in a world so strange
I want to live in a world so very fucking strange

My lady dominate
Show the world how to love that shame
And teach us all to feel
With a whip so sharp
Tear us apart
And a subject of sorrow and fear