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From neck to toe dressed in leather and black

Steel chains, front to back

An eerie look in her eyes

Pain or pleasure, I internalize

Iron rods through her face

She licks her lips, she wants to taste

Human flesh of those who dream

Only after a hellish scream

Countess of Dominion

Take me to the pinnacle

Of pain or pleasure, a crimson lust

Hell’s thrust

Countess of Dominion

Countess of Dominion

My head spins around

Steel chains striking with sound

I can barely breathe or move

Just a sinister internal groove

United under Hell’s power

An inner urge every hour

Constant internal desire

Countess take me higher