In this house that I built Of cold emotions Through years of oppression The suffering which I obey An unbearable suffering The rope The strangulations The whip Total submission In this room that I built Of devilish lust A tyrant's possession Unleashed at dusk Chained at dawn Deprivation, solitude Perfection, lust In this world that I built Of no emotions I whip the skin I taunt the angel Forever And ever Again And again