My Master Takes Hold
Into the woods my Master takes hold  
His word's are so dark and bold  
His world cut deep within my soul
Into the woods my Master came to  
Play his game on his new slaves  
shames and guilt he put in their heart  
And upon their minds and truth of light
will never be found their light has gone
Out like a candle with out a fire  
Dark Angel cried out the secret is death  
A death you will never get to see  
Death is the teacher of light of what is right
Death is a place you go to rest  
But you will never get that from me  
Dark Angel they cry out is a death like moan  
Of a pain that will never stop but only cut
deeper and deeper that will make them
lose their mind's  
into the woods my Master takes hold of me  
To give me his pleasurable pain  
that cuts like an razor  .

Poetic Lilly Judy Emery (c)