I HAVE LET THE BEAST ROAM TONIGHT, DARLING,
AND HE HAS CAUGHT YOUR SCENT.
SO WHEN YOU HEAR ME WHISPER YOUR NAME,
KNOW THAT IT IS NOT LOVE THAT BECKONS.
IT IS HE, AND HE IS READY FOR WAR. HE WILL RECLAIM ALL THAT YOU HAVE PLUNDERED.
EVERY KISS UPON YOUR LIPS, EACH LOVING EMBRACE.
THE TENDER PROMISES WHISPERED, THE MOMENTS OF SURRENDER.
YOU FORGED THESE WEAPONS, AND HE IS WELL ARMED.