Like lake covered with mist,
You let me remain the beast.
I was worshipping you, the master,
Now I see, you are less then a monster.

The one of us held the whip,
And stepping on the other,
Drawing his thought to deep,
Let him think he was in love with her.

I4m the beast,
And you are the master,
You raised your whip, at least
to make me work faster...


for you...


You just stepped on me
like a cold stone,
All the embarrassment now I see,
After the use, you left me alone.

But now, you called me a hound,
And the memories of the whip, and his sound.
I worshiped you, I gave you my soul,
I served you, you took my thought control.