My ancestors' ways are still alive
Let me show you how you'll die
Locked in my palace of agony
You'll kneel to my killing creed
From the rectum to the sternum
The stake will run you through
Carefully avoiding your vital centres
Slowly piercing your soul
Struggling for survival
You try not to slide
Increasing the pain with every move
Suffering makes you blind
Haemorrhagic triumph
Pleasure to the Lords' eyes
The council of the impalers
Decrees the final strike
Feast of impalement
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