Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather   Whiplash girlchild 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 plead 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 girlchild in the dark   Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don't forsake him   Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart      Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather   Whiplash girlchild in the dark   Tast the wip   Now Pray for me not lightly    Tast the wip now   Bleed for me