Lyrics:

All limits are clear, so begin the simulation
Bodies in motion tend towards stimulation
It's my turn to feel a little restricted
To be submissive as the pleasure's inflicted
Get what's coming to me, and maybe duly
I'll know what it's like to be the other truly

Now I'm at your command
I'm at your command

Praying, yearning, longing, burning
Craving, needing, begging, pleading
Doing everything within your power
Make me lose myself and all track of the hour