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I feel your body - cold and still
Fingers trembling - heart beating fast
Empty eyes - hope fades away
Pale skin - soon to be mine

Down in the cellar no one can see
My twisted mind - your destiny

Deep scars in your innocent flesh
Breathing gets harder stab by stab

I'm the tormentor - the judge of life

Ten fingers chopped one by one
Your suffer - my satisfaction

I'm the tormentor - the judge of life
Tormented - dead

Bones are ripped out of the tormented flesh
Skin keeps me warm when I burry the bones

Side by side they lie in the backyard

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