ATR

See them kneel see them
Bow at her throne they're
Living in bondage now they'll
Be released no more wiped-out
Identities empty faces beauty
Beyond endurance
Does enslave her presence
There's no kindness left ferocity
Of sick scenes atr see
A new puppet fall into
Her palms raping cruel spider
Queen with nets of love
No return on that way they're
Too far gone none of them
Is a match for atr she
Is surrounded with obedient slaves
Who cry and beg for more they're sick
And grey with torn raped souls
They are glad and more