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


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
Taste the whip, now bleed for me not lightly
Taste the whip now, bleed for me