Worse than a ruthless king... is a king obsessed.Isolation, darkness, and rotting flesh,Surrounds me, suffocates me,But I am the vile ruler who controls it all.I long for warmth,Yet, all that I touch,Is cold.Then, she stumbles in to my domain,Lost and frightened,Alone and confused.And I terrify her even more.She calls me the devil,So I show her pleasure,Like only the devil can.I am the heat that stirs her flesh,The longing that trembles her bone.She begs her body to refuse,To escape my embrace,But I am her master,The puppeteer of passion.I am the King of Flesh and Bone.Welcome to my court, little one.
