Through the streets my mind wanders
Exploring every view
Drinking in the knowledge
Returning home to roost

An open mind brings me things
Which most can’t comprehend
My hand, her smile, and all the while
Her reddening rear end

Orthodox, am I not?
It’s all in how you think
A firm base in acceptance of
A lifestyle filled with kink

Some may say I'm twisted
Some may say I'm wrong
With those who think this way
I simply don't belong

Some feel I’m too controlling
Can’t see how I’m livin’
It’s not about taking
But accepting what is given

My ways, some say are evil
Feel I should be committed
My life’s desire, white-hot fire;
The gift of one submitted
- BlackTalon