Hung on a hook Dead but alive Now you can't move Can you feel? Fell the pain Burning you inside
Flesh begins to decompose Your organs ferment Lungs dry as dust Start to putrefact
Your bowels full of rotten gas Your swollen body on a hook
Skin is dry, starts to crack Flesh falls off from the bones You feel you own stench Hung on a hook
In the slaughterhouse Watch me, you can't die Eternal suffering on a hook
Feel the pain, taste it Hung on a hook Torment will never end!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.