[00:00.00] 作词 : Brett Hoffmann[00:01.00] 作曲 : Phil Fasciana[00:46.05]Desire turns to hate when bodies meet and twist[00:48.00]Leather touches skin, biting your own lip[00:52.32]****ed against your will, strapped and confined[00:57.72]No use to protest, temperature does rise[01:02.49]Skin hot to the touch, never get enough[01:03.33]Stuffed full, entering every hole[01:18.33]Look of lust in your eyes[01:18.81]Anticipate, you will never know[01:20.67]Whimpering cries[01:21.03]Spread out and displayed, redness now appears[01:45.18]Grinding your flesh, the pain it sears[01:48.30]Wrists throb with pain, chains hold you back[01:54.33]Cannot escape, restraints hold fast[01:57.12]Stuffed full, entering every hole[02:09.45]Look of lust in your eyes[02:11.55]Anticipate, you will never know[02:13.74]Whimpering cries[02:14.13]Eyes wide with fear, deviant violence[02:57.54]Fear turns to pain, spread out displayed[02:58.77]Whipping the flesh, lashing through skin[03:12.72]Cold touch latex, all the way in[03:18.87]The penetration, throbbing and wet[03:21.69]Exhausted hard, but not done yet[03:25.89]You can't explain your love for this pain[03:28.83]Stuffed full, entering every hole[03:41.31]Look of lust in your eyes[03:42.15]Anticipate, you will never know[03:45.54]Whimpering cries