"Your Devil" confronts the shadows within—those inner struggles uniquely ours to face and transcend. It claims ownership of darker aspects as integral parts shaping identity, not foreign invaders. This acceptance invites a quiet reckoning, revealing that true freedom stems not from denial but from embracing the self’s complexity, where light and shadow coexist equally. Within this balance unfolds a nuanced dance of personal truth, exposing depth and authenticity beyond simple binaries and embracing the whole of one’s being.
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Lyrics
Hands tied up.
There's a gag in your mouth.
Listen my voice and shut up
I am your Devil
Straps on the legs.
You like the hard leather's blows.
This is our animal sex.
I am your Devil
Chained you to desk / Чейнд ю то дэск
You begging me to go on.
Hot lips and body's grotesque
I am you devil
Taste of disgrace
Passion of tireless dirty lust.
Every punch leaves a trace.
I am your devil