Furtive Monologue - Despised Icon

Furtive Monologue - Despised Icon
This in audible voice has flattered my ears
An unreal sound of distress
A sensation that aroused my being
This moment was all yours but
The pleasure was all mine
One day when this curtain will fall
Your eyes silently scream astonishing grief
The satisfaction I devour is not retribution
Your sorrow's my devotion
I'll be rewarded with your degradation
Nourished by bitter passions
My hunger for human deprivation will be quenched
No retribution
Your sorrow's my devotion
A furtive monologue
To it's irrevocable ending
One day or another
One day when this curtain will fall
One day when this curtain will fall