Shiny, shiny, shiny
boots of leather
Whiplash girl
child in the dark
Comes in bells, your
servant, don't
forsake him
Strike, dear mistress,
and cure his heart
Downy sins of
streetlight fancies
Chase the costumes
she shall wear
Ermine furs adorn
the imperious
Severin, Severin
awaits you there
I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for
a thousand years
A thousand dreams
that would awake me
Different colors
made of tears
Kiss 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 heart
Severin, Severin,
speak so slightly
Severin, down on
your bended knee
Taste the whip, in
love not given lightly
Taste the whip,
now bleed for me
I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for
a thousand years
A thousand dreams
that would awake me
Different colors
made of tears
Shiny, shiny, shiny
boots of leather
Whiplash girl
child in the dark
Severin, your servant
comes in bells, please
don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress,
and cure his heart