Do you love me now
when I´m lying broken on the floor
Do you feel the love for me now
when my body is shattered, ruined
Do you see it,
my masochist lies
and torn limbs
The blood stream on the floor
Do you love me more now
Am I more attractive
my heart broken like this
Am I more beautiful
my eyes blind but still open
Was I too perfect and innocent
to a devil like you
I had to cross the line
to get to you
but I got lost and
went a bit too far
Do you love me now
when the blood is on the wrong side
Do you love me now
when my heart is visible all the way
Is this the way you wanted it
Is this what you meant?
Does this turn you on
does it feel like you wanted it to
Is this murder the last satisfaction or
will there be more?
Did I do a good job
when I did my best
Was this enough for you
enough brutal and
enough dirty for you?
Do you love me like this,
dead and cold on your floor
Do you want me like this
or will you get tired soon
No other than love
made me cross that line
No other than your love
made it all occur
Do you love me now
when I´m the image you wanted to see
Do you love me now
when I can´t enjoy it anymore?
Something I wrote quickly last night. I don´t know where it came from or what it is about but I had to write it. And I´m glad I did.
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