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Click hereGrasping the handle, my feelings ebb
To the tip, striking in my souls fury
Altered images clashing before my sight
Escaping all but the love, the pain, the submission
Tortured souls entwining to dance
Taking my power to cleanse you free
The iron burns red hot with want
Slow cooling tears, show me your need
To lash the eyes in front of me
Ancient walls crumble into my sea
Stormy winds whisper softly to fall
Into my drowning pool of need
Scorching the flesh, I am your sun
Bleeding you to wanton abandon
You spiraling down, myself thrashing up
Not wanting to stop, what has begun
Never ending this control of power
Sending your spirit to dance
Satisfied if only for a moment
Freedom comes to you at last