Twisted Urges

Fulfilling morbid dreams
Of those who never have time to sleep
Enduring to extremes
Held by a promise that they won't keepDark silence is so real
Walls painted black as night
Locked up in chains of steel
Down in the cellar nothing is rightMistress of perversity
Unwilling tool of other's lust
Witnessing abnormality
With no one left to trustHell couldn't be this bad
Sold by her father to gratify
She never had a chance
Raped, beaten, sodomizedHer martyred soul cries out
Yet no one hears her scream
Her world is fear and doubt
She's a prisoner of this grotesque sceneMistress of perversity
She never had a chance
Raped, beaten, sodomized
Twisted urges drove her to the end