Sometimes I feel like I’ve been tortured by your love,
Whipped, nailed, scarred, and dragged through the streets.
Sometimes I feel like I’m bound forever into submission,
For the painful sacrifice I’ve made for your love.
Sometimes I feel I played the fool for a heart so cruel,
Begging, pleading, and bleeding for your passion.
Sometimes I wonder if I’ve won the battle but lost the war,
Lying here dying, sacrificed between your thighs.
Sometimes I feel like I’ve been crucified for your love.
I paid the price to liberate my lifelong desire,
And to enslave my heart forever to yours.
I paid the price to see you cry on your knees,
Feeling the depth of your love’s desperation.
I paid the price to have you back in my arms,
Knowing you’d never leave my embrace.
I paid the price to be the only one you need,
To possess and be possessed by your love.
I paid the price to be crucified for your love.
Here and now I stand tasting the honey of your love,
Savoring the sweet taste, dripping down my face.
Here and now I feast between your spread thighs,
Drenched in your juices, owner of your heartbeat.
Here and now I grip your hair in my triumphant fist,
pounding into your soul with a heart full of lust.
Here and now I stand master of your heart and soul,
Hearing you moan and shout my name above all.
Here and now I know I was crucified for your love.
