Little Noises

I am not here now
Bow down to her, bow at her feet
You must keep still, you are her seat
So young and fresh, so young and sweet
She will have you
Little noises of contentment and pleasure
They are not ill they are just
Screaming, screaming, screaming, screaming
Little sounds of happiness when together
They are not there, they are just
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
I am not here now
Here is some skin, some skin to feel
Down on your back, under her heel
Here is his sweat, something to steal
She will kill you
I am not here now
If you’re not dead, please raise your hand
If you have legs, please try to stand
It you’re a star, try not to fall
I won’t catch you
I am not here now
Here is some skin, some skin to feel
Down on your back, under her heel
Here is his sweat, something to steal
She will kill you