Behold, then betray
Those who walk my way.
Sweet and silver the lips that don’t obey,
And utter words that make you pay,
In debt to me with every word I say.
I will have my way,
And you yours.
And until the seas run red up to the shore,
Until your blood doesn’t run any more.
Until your debt has been paid:
Until your bones are powdered dust.
You’ll never question why you stayed,
And you’ll stay the victim of my lust.
