Climbing through stairways And breaking through dead bolts A putrid stench fills the air Chained to the rafters Patients of perversion A medical miscarraige Wanting to know what makes Human beings work Ethics forgotten As the flesh becomes rotten The ones who are lucky are dead
Cock cut off Mangled and given a feminine shape Eyes pulled out Pins and needles punched in the face Sticks shoved in Holes in the head to stir up the brain Blood kept in Elegant teacups on elegant plates
These were no longer human in shape
Limbs torn off Leaving the body writhing in place Bones broken Reset at angles for which they were’t made Skin pulled back Muscle infected, infested with sores Mouths sewn shut To see how long they could not eat at all
Victims of a sadistic whim
Some still lay around Screaming, bloody, sore Freakish creations Dripping flecks of gore Granting them mercy Execution rite Spirits are released Into wordless nightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
