Do not scream, no one will hear you.
Do not cry for I will be annoyed
Feel this knife for it is to be your salvation
lie there quietly, the pain to avoid
Feel my hand across your throat
realise now what it could do
silently now my darling one
as I violently devalue you
murmur words you cannot hear
fingers tighten, pain is good
slowly darkness falls my darling
using flesh and steel and wood
all night long i will defile you
all night long i will make you mine
nowhere again will you be lonely
you will always have my sign
creeping away through rain and cold
leave you dead or dying
I will be here in your dark
and every time you’re lying
you will not rest
you will not sleep
my words will haunt you still
I will be here darling girl
and I always will………………

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