Ride You Cold - Bol

You look so good when you sleep

You look like you’re dead

Why should it end?

Lips that speak truth

Are lips that lack speech

Lips like this would mean everything

Suddenly, I had a kitchen knife

And a rope from the shed

Brought a bucket for the blood

And rubber sheets for the bed

My dreams come true

When your dreams end

Legs in the air — hard, cold and spread

My dreams come true when yours end

Sleeping motionless

I can’t resist

I’m taking more

Want to slit your throat and ride you cold

Until I’m sore

Strained in vain at the pillow

Choking through feathers

Drowning in down

So elated as you suffocate

I almost pass out

You’ve got no way to say «no» to me now

Suddenly, I’d used the kitchen knife

Rope grew red from the bloodshed

Bucket filled and overflowed

I cut the rubber sheets to shreds

My dreams came true at your dreams' end

And you never wake up ever again

Can’t refuse, your legs stay spread

My dreams came true at your end

Sleeping motionless

I can’t resist

I’m taking more

Want to slit your throat and ride you cold

Until I’m sore

Mistress motionless

Control the role you possess

I explore my wants

And do the things that you wouldn’t do before

Bet I’ll get

Life in prison for this

Breathing air that bares the stale scent

Of very old piss

Made a slave of sorts

By courts filled with those

Unexposed to the said decomposed

And just broke free from a servant’s existence to find

Need for control could cause a lifetime confined

So I sliced her into pieces

Months went by and no one cared

Her friends cheered

That she’d disappeared

So I sliced her into pieces

Hid each piece with careful thought

Except I kept a souvenir

The breast implants my money bought

You look so good

Death made you a beautiful thing

You look so good when you’re dead

You look deep in sleep

Down too low to breathe

Lungs that can’t scream

Eyes that can’t see

Lovely and lifeless

Lovely and lifeless

Lovely and lifeless

Never prettier to me

Mistress motionless

Control the role you possess

I explore my wants

And do the things that you wouldn’t do before

Mistress motionless

A decomposing mess

Rotten whore

You deserve to rot away

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