Dungeon mistress
The cold steal piercing my skin
Stinging and burning from within
The thoughts of you cut my heart
Casting my passion to the dark
Forbidden fruits to taste that’s you
A lovers betrayals left me black and blue
Cast upon this cage of spikes, hanging around
Bleeding this night
Ripping flesh from the bone
Leaving me hanging here all alone
An iron maiden has a bite, but it does not
Compare to you tonight.
By Scott baker
