Pleasure in pain Desire of mortification To achieve the extreme To know the ultimate
To be a slave for a moment The body offered up to cruelty To the lash which whips on the skin Which slashes the flesh, lacerates the back
To feel the blood, thick and warm Flow over my wounds
Flagellation...
To thrust aside the limits To say "Yes" to death Without fear, without remorse To give up oneself to torture
Punishment and reward The whip is ambiguous It distills vice In a perverse refinement
To be a slave for a moment The body offered up to cruelty To the lash which whips on the skin Which slashes the flesh, lacerates the backTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.