[Lyric] The Ballad of Leopold von Sacher-Masoch (Kid Scientist)

Let me see you struggle
I want a little fight
I wanna be the last to know
If you’ll be coming home tonight

I mouth the benediction
And scoot my pieces on the board
This normal life is such a punishment
So aberration’s my reward

You couldn’t even begin to conceive
Of the pains you’ve put me through
That’s why I’ve arranged
To hang you from chains
And at length, impart to you:

The nature of my disease!

If God was such an artist
Then in His image I came
And how your body will be worshiped
When you’re screaming Our name
Now I think it’s beginning to sink in
The severity of my appeal
As you surface for air
And unclasp your long, black hair
I collapse beneath your heels

Relish the pain of my disease!

At last, my muse
You consent to the abuse
Now seduce me with those eyes
And dig your nails in to this prison of skin
'Til by Grace, I see the light

I’m succumbing at last to this disease!