Cycles Lyrics - The Scourge Of The Light - Jag Panzer

Take me down to the floor 

Shake me down to the core 

make me chomp at the bit 

Watch me crawl and plead and fit 

All the while you're in control 

Seeing right into my soul 

Like a child I curl and cry 

For the flesh I'll taste tonight 

Turn the screw hear the cream 

Something juicy in between 

Dripping, drenching, pouring out 

Who is master there's no doubt 

With each scar I know my place 

Marks of pleasure can't erase 

Smell the musk thick in the room 

Warning all impending doom 

You make me beg 

You make me plead 

You make me burn 

(Make me bleed) 

When I am torn, you lick my wounds 

Then I return... 

Turn the table time to feed 

Time for you to beg and plead 

With each thrust I spill out life 

Draining out from deep inside 

Body bursting to errupt 

From your cup that I now sup 

Ever flowing ecstasy 

In your knees it's time to feed