The Willing Know To Tempt

Your beast craves freedom
Behind it's well-dressed bars
And i make pretty bait

Awash in waves of pain
Behind the distant drumming of my heart
Give me your all

Lay the brunt of your anger
Upon my tender skin
Let me feel the sting of it

Steel and stone and strength
Dipped in scarlet blood
Our relief will be entwined

Imagine the weight you bear
Lain upon my bare flesh
The marks it will make

When was the last time
You were shown a new pleasure
One that whispers of forbbiden things

I know what most don't
That violence has many colors
And tastes of bitter salt