Seized, completely disfigured This was the last corpse found Choking marks on the neck, the lower lip was missing Probably bitten off during the abuse The eyes are still wide open Maybe they begged for mercy that never came
Could it be human? I can't stand it, it can't be What kind of human being could ever go that far?
Exiled, in this dazzling nightmare For my illness, they say My state of mind, their pleasure, my internment!
It's ironic, reflect now And search for comfort in madness to satisfy myself Without recognizing what I did to end in here
Grinning, despairing I plead Trust my eyes You will see...
The torment behind his gaze And the gravity of his guilt Nothing else can be done The shock didn't work and the suicide attempts increased His unspeakable screams still anguish my sleep And I'll only feel safe when he dies in the electric chair...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
