• Beautiful Mistress pray onto me
    your diamond tears only I see
    you scream at life begging for more
    your empty cries only i know what for
    ripping your flesh in desperation
    its easier than haveing your heart breaking
    sighing deep in exasperation
    your whole body in a painful aching
    your face crushed like red roses
    bruises whispering over your skin
    yet they say you take your beauty in doses
    your real beauty held within
    oh beautiful Mistress with hair of gently spun gold
    the ashes of your burnt gown you'll forever hold.