Lashed to the Walls of Hell
As dust settled from hidden C4
I'm shaken, shellshocked and nearly deaf
Bludgeoned and chained to the floor
In a recondite space reeking of death
Reflections spring to mind, where am I
Whom are my captors, and wherefore?
Confined but determined to stay alive
Lost, but not a casualty of war
Tearing the flesh, from my wounds
Severing teeth, toes and fingers
Pinching hooks, cutting through
Injecting disease, establishing blisters
I can feel my flesh creeping
Putrefaction spreads
I can feel my flesh creeping
Inevitably the torture began
Lashed to the walls of hell
Bleeding through for hours on end
No screams will exit these halls
Not a single question asked
What can they possibly want from me?
I came to think of it at last
Just to watch me in agony
Tearing the flesh, from my wounds
Severing teeth, toes and fingers
Pinching hooks, cutting through
Injecting disease, establishing blisters
I can feel my flesh creeping
Putrefaction spreads
I can feel my flesh creeping
This can't go on, plans take shape
Before I'm foregone, I'll make my escape
I'm shaken, shellshocked and nearly deaf
Bludgeoned and chained to the floor
In a recondite space reeking of death
Reflections spring to mind, where am I
Whom are my captors, and wherefore?
Confined but determined to stay alive
Lost, but not a casualty of war
Tearing the flesh, from my wounds
Severing teeth, toes and fingers
Pinching hooks, cutting through
Injecting disease, establishing blisters
I can feel my flesh creeping
Putrefaction spreads
I can feel my flesh creeping
Inevitably the torture began
Lashed to the walls of hell
Bleeding through for hours on end
No screams will exit these halls
Not a single question asked
What can they possibly want from me?
I came to think of it at last
Just to watch me in agony
Tearing the flesh, from my wounds
Severing teeth, toes and fingers
Pinching hooks, cutting through
Injecting disease, establishing blisters
I can feel my flesh creeping
Putrefaction spreads
I can feel my flesh creeping
This can't go on, plans take shape
Before I'm foregone, I'll make my escape
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Writer(s): William Persson öberg
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