You, who stand there now
 I will not tell you not to cry
 Without fail my purpose
 Will be fulfilled
 I can crown you a God
 And I'll suffer for your sins
 Bound so tightly, pain is everything
 Far from kindness. I am your king
 Believe you're in [bad word]  but your's is Heaven
 Cry to die. You'll love me forever

 On a pale, teary cheek
 Tears cascade to your feet
 Whipped to the floor once again
 Laughing and lashing you away
 Burning pain scars through your skin
 But it's 'more' you cry, for you are a sinner
 We suffer in love, but you love to suffer
 Your misery is your majesty
 Though your skin may burn and your wounds, bleed
 The only real ache is between your legs
 You've learned well, through your [bad word] 
 Your pain was nothing. You longed for more.
 Your shameful Heaven is full of devils
 Just like me. Just for you