Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heartDowny sins of streetlight fancies
Chase the costumes she shall wear
Ermine furs adorn the imperious
Severin, Severin awaits you thereI am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tearsKiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather
Shiny leather in the dark
Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heartSeverin, Severin, speak so slightly
Severin, down on your bended knee
Taste the whip, in love not given lightlyTaste the whip, now plead for meI am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tearsShiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heartShiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Tast the wip
Now Pray for me not lightly
Tast the wip now
Bleed for me