Torture...

Mutilator of the flesh,
Lord of Pain... your god is dead...

Torture,

Slicing off,
A new borns skin,
Bound a priest watches...
Gagged,
Un-fed...

Amputate your legs below the knees,
Bandage them with glad-wrap, so I can see...
The rawest stumps, glistening...
Your mouth sown up, so you can't scream...

I...
I AM...
I AM THE LORD OF PAIN,

You're born... FOR TORTURE,

I SEAL YOUR FATE,
I AM THE LORD OF PAIN...

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