[Intro] [Instrumental] cold stone distant drip chains settle in the dark [Verse] [Spoken Word] [Whispered] You are not visiting You live here now Stone under your knees Iron on your skin Breath that does not belong to planning Only to staying open This is imprisonment This is the true room The one your pretty mind kept secret Until it became the whole map [Verse] [Spoken Word] Wrist cuff Ankle weight Rib strap Collar kiss Not imagined later Felt now You test the metal It does not give Good A sex slave does not negotiate stone She learns the temperature of it She learns the taste of waiting She learns that her body is inventory [Pre-Chorus] [Spoken Word] Hands in the lap first Palms up Useless Then the chains lift you into display Elbows in Hands outside the shoulders Fingers spread Mouth empty on purpose Chest risen for inspection Knees grinding the floor like a vow [Chorus] [Spoken Word] [Whispered] You are kept You are postured You are used by the room itself A hole with a heartbeat A pretty thing in iron No opinions No calendar No name that matters Only surrender that has texture Cold Heavy Wet Willing [Verse] [Spoken Word] Think like a slave Not as a costume As a psyche The question is not when you leave The question is how still you can be While you are taken in pieces Look Throat Mouth The rest of you arranged for ease That is kink without a story That is ownership as weather [Chorus] [Spoken Word] Stay captured Stay displayed Stay stupid in the best way Let helplessness become physical Let the dungeon write on you You were sleeping in a softer life Now you wake inside the use And you do not ask to wake out [Bridge] [Spoken Word] [Whispered] I like you like this Quiet Leashed by posture Mind late Body early A true sex-slave frequency Delicious because it is not performing fear It is inhabiting it Soft Obedient Horny for the lock [Outro] [Spoken Word] Do not climb out of the stone Not in this song This song is the cell This song is the kneeling This song is the collar already closed Good girl Remain
