by oosh
opening your arms you take me into your heart let me make you feel i shall raise you up mount you high above the world make you feel my love fashioned into thorns in your hair i gold entwine i shall make you feel now you are the king rubies for a diadem make you feel my nails you shall be all mine rubies at your wrists and feet i shall nail you down lovingly outstretched all around encased in gold got you now, bastard