The Filth and the Fetish - William Control

Closure in the comfort

A strangers bed at last

Closure in the comfort

You can take my flesh

I don’t want your pussy

I want your body bruised and bloody

I want your sorrow

A pain you can love, a hurt you can swallow

She says, tie the rope tighter

She begs, the lashes grow brighter

Here we live on the razors edge

Slash my heart to bits someday she says

Closure in the comfort

A strangers bed at last

Closure in the comfort

You can take my flesh

I want your violence

I want the freedom in the pain

I wear the moniker like armor

In the whipping haus I can be anything

Please sir, tie the rope ready

Please sir, crash the whip heavy

Here we live on the razors edge

Slash my heart to bits someday she says

Closure in the comfort

A strangers bed at last

Closure in the comfort

You can take my flesh

Here we are in the midst of our own passionate adventure

The lies, the lust, the pain, the trust

Here we can choose to lacerate and butcher

All the sorrow deep down inside of us, and really live

Wake up and glance back into the shadow of the sun

Somewhere beneath the shade of violent rays and a perfect cunt

Take me to the gallows, take me to the velvet temple cut in two, can you suffer?

Can you suffer like I do?

You are the filth, you are the fetish.

(I can suffer I can suffer stay with me)

You are the filth, I am the sadist.

(I can suffer I can suffer stay with me)