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Nysgjerrig. Autodidakt. Frilanser. Musiker. Skribent. Meningsfull. Byråkrat. Meg selv, på de fleste plan, med stor nysgjerrighet for livet utenfor det såkalte normale. Tilhenger av det rettferdige og samarbeid på tvers av alt. Leser og skriver der jeg har lyst. Fetisjist, hedonist, eksibisjonist, og biseksuell. Pround to be a member of FRI/LLH, Sex&Politikk, SMil Norge og Oslo BDSM! ⊙ Oslo C · steneanker@gmail.com steneanker.wordpress.com

lørdag den 26. oktober 2013


I am locked, in a personal reality 
I am a dirty boy, and I want to be clean 
So I bleed in a ritual, for the goat 
And through the razor blades embrace, now I slit my throat 
And I choke, as the blood begins to gurgle out my mouth 
I want to be dominated, so I'm never getting out 
I should be beaten in a cage with no permission to speak 
Kept on a collar with my mistress slowly tugging at my leash 
Keep me deceased, publicly humiliate my strength 
Punish me within this chamber beat me when I beat my meat 
I am a slave, and I've found a way to live within this bliss 
All I needed in my life, was a little more of this 


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I pull the trigger, and I wake up on my knees 
I'm surrounded by this torture and I do not know what's happening 
In front of me, I see a demoness 
I'll give you endless pleasure and I'll take away your breath 
I have no life left, but I'm dominated endlessly 
I give my body to my mistress and I kiss upon her feet 
It's not enough, so I struggle to the rack 
As these hooks and chains, slowly peirce across my back 
So now I'm back, in my former position 
My mistress takes the dullest needle and makes millions of incisions 
And my life is now severed in this pain that's so uplifting 
Where I am a slave forever and I make no more decisions 


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This is all I've ever really wanted so it's what I've got 
This pain is burning forever inside me so It's what I want 
Every infliction upon my body gives me pain 
With every tear that I cry, makes this blood begin to rain 
There's no mercy to my flesh, as she takes the razor blade 
And with her wicked smile begins to cut through all the major veins 
It's the same 
It's the pain 
It's an endless endeavour, I wouldn't have it any other way. (unknown)

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