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