Red Lines

Red Lines


Red lines across your face
Ecstasy, created in this place
How sad it must seem
Go ahead and scream
No one will hear you again
You'll be my play thing until then
I don't care how you feel
As I cut, slice and peel
Please! Stop fighting, lay still
It's much too soon to kill
The crimson flow excites me
Your gilstening skin ignites me
We'll moan in unison
but, for completly different reason
Alas too soon you'll fade
but... not until I've played