Helena
(Michale Graves)
If I cut off your arms and cut off
your legs
Would you still love me
anyway?
If you're bound and
you're gagged, draped and
displayed
Would you still love me
anyway?
Cutting with the knife
blood is spilling everywhere
She will be my wife
Secondary spine,
incisions must be accrute
I know just what to do
My hands are
trembing I can't spare to slip up
with this knife
Her beauty so illogical
The beast come gliding in
Hideous chameleon stripped down
to her skin
Dance to the burning
flame Pleasure exhumes the pain
The night bursts into flames
Dance Helena Dance
If I cut off your
arms and I cut off your legs would
you still love me anyway?
There's a spot on the floor where your
limbs used to be and I close the
door on my Fantasies
Why don't
you love me anyway? Helena!
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