He says he needs me
says he needs to have me near
he says he'd rather see
a smile than see a tear
and there's a look that screams
not of love, but fear
I'm in love
with a slaveboy
he craves my company
he wishes he were free
terrified, breaking
body, soul, aching
I'll touch him, taste him, use him
show him that he's something perfect
something perfect...