The Smell Of Leather Lingers

Like Holy Water Perfume

...The Smell Of Sweat...

...On Cocks & Balls...

- On Tits & Pits & Whips In Thralldom -

Can't Forget

In This Cold Vacume.

That Consecrated Fragrance

Restrained In This:

- Our Church Of The Pure -

...The Ache Of Desire...

...The Heat Of The Fire...

...The Fix & The Craze...

- Dicks Throb & Eyes Glaze -

For This Sanctified Kiss

Which We Strive To Endure.

...No Religious Cure For Our Cathedral Of Desire...

...The Dungeon Of Life...

...Lived As Man & As Wife...

In A Sacrosanct Lie Of

Mummifed Denial.

Damaged By Desperate Love

In The Heaven Of That Denial;

The Dungeon Is Salvation

Vs.

The Doctrine Of Rejection

When Our Salvation Is For God's Own Protection

Because God Is A Slave Without Recognition

For God Is Bondage When Love Is Blindness

And Life Is A Montage Of

Such Sad Cruel Closed Mindedness

Bound Up By Love In A Loss Of Control

The Bondage Of God

Is How We Saves Our Souls