Bind me up my queen.
For all the things that I have seen.
For the horror of what could've been.
The way that I will be always the fiend.
I do submit in everyway.
To the vow I make most everyday.
I would see you smile wide and gay.
Like a ray of hope in new dismay.
I am your king and servant too.
Your lover and defender, I'll be to you.
And my hands are yours to subdue.
Or set them free to be true.
Trust me now, love me soon.
Promising you the stars sun and moon.
None but you will know my loving croon.
Through day, night and afternoon.
And now I lay down to rest,
My weary head upon your breast.
Temptation and lust, those sinful pests,
They weigh not on my head or chest.
I will always prove my love is pure
That all I know, I know for sure.
That this love is a disease without a cure
One that I would die for, happily forever more.