Slash my throat, my fiend,
Jab my neck with your claws,
Take from me this one entity,
This thing we cannot rid!

Wrap your tentacles around my neck,
Hang me from the tree of happiness,
Then strike me down with an axe or two,
To laugh at me some more, my witch!

Or you could burn me up,
Drench me in wicked glee,
Sing with insane pleasure,
Dance around in Bacchanalian frenzy!

My devil, hypnotise me,
Prod me off a cliff,
To fall into jagged rocks,
To splatter into a thousand pieces!

Or play the elegance;
Pull out your gun,
Shoot me twelve times,
Twelve times in the chest!

Tie me up, again,
Strap me to that chair,
Let the shock, the current,
Play its game!

Pierce my skin,
With a sickly needle,
Sweet euphoria, sweet bliss,
As that poison draws in!

Oh, my dear,
Kill me, again and again,
Shred me into pieces;
Because I'll still love you.

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