Shut up your foolish laugh The man is only hides your fear of being destroyed Your body aches, your mind collapses The executioner smiles, as if he enjoys
The fortune chamber's filled well The rock's the place you'll go to hell, indeed So do your prayer, prepare to die Don't ask if they got the night to make you bleed
They'll punish you Down to the bone Put to the rack Down to the bone
The sweet is running down your spine You're chained up tight, no way to move away So do your prayer, prepare to die Don't ask if they got the night to make you bleed
They'll punish you Down to the bone Put to the rack Down to the bone
Screams of pain resounding through the halls Streams of blood are flowing from the walls Your flesh is burning, your brain is tearing up They take away what they couldn't give back
So, now your will to be is gone You're friend of pain so rest your soul and die You're not the first and not the last As long as satan's seed flourishes they die
They'll punish you Down to the bone Put to the rack Down to the boneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
