| You don’t know where you are
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| Taken to some place sacred
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| Bound by the neck, near strangulation
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| A dark undisclosed location
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| Before you lie instruments of destruction
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| A repertoire of punishment
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| Smothered in entrails of past infliction
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| Each tool accustomed to mutilating flesh
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| Deep breaths with lungs punctured leave you in a panic for air
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| Jaw dislocated, it’s painful to speak
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| Your body frail and weakening
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| Barely standing, a result of repeated battery at my hands!
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| I am the artist of this morbid masterpiece
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| These tools of beauty and you as my canvas
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| You are my canvas!
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| The masochistic acts soon executed
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| However cruel are intricate
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| The blood splatter that of artistry
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| Prepare yourself
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| Embrace only agony
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| Take one look at me anticipate your suffering!
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| Keep your eyes on me
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| First the frame is deconstructed
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| Blunt force snaps through bone
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| Each limb dislocated and left dangling limp
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| You’ve collapse upon your own legs
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| The suffering has not reached its peak!
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| It only intensifies as i commence severing appendages
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| The suffering has not reached its peak!
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| Removing every limb, slowly succumb to death
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| My face sprayed in crimson mist from exposed arteries
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| Before you fade away
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| Witness the walls change from white to red
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| The final liters of life pulse through your veins
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| You’ve been abandoned, left to bleed out
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| Now die alone! |