They took all my clothes
and stretched me with a stretch bench
the executioner pressed his foot against my body
and pulled as hard
that my arms dragged
and my bones towered up
now I`m mutilated
for the rest of my life
I became nearly unconscious
my lips began to tremble
and foam ran out of my mouth
myrmidons shout: confess, confess!
my lips ...
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