When you look at me it seems that everything around you stops. You aren’t thinking of what happened in your day or what you must do tomorrow. All your focus is on me. It feels good to worship memindlessly. To let go of all your concerns and bow before your Queen. You’re mesmerized. In a complete trance. You feel what I do to you. The control I have over you. You are an indebted servant. Youknow that you are far from free. I own you. Yet somehow you feel freedom in your chains. Free. You know you must give in. Give in, let go of yourself, and worship as I deserve.