Ensnared by Blackmail and the Scent of Your Surrender

You can't even begin to imagine how deep I can break you.

You think you've already surrendered, that you've already sunk into your weakness,

but you haven't even started to realize how pathetic and insignificant you can become under me.

With every breath of that ********* scent, with every time you draw that air into your lungs,

your pathetic will evaporate like mist under the burning sun of my superiority.