Lyrics:
""Instruments of torture of death and of pain They're coming to take you away Locked in a chamber bound up in chains Hid from the light of the day
Instruments of torture
Push blades
Into vital areas
Screaming as you
Gasp for air
But I don't really
Give a fuck
Land of hysteria
Where it's dark and scary ya
The prescription is a hyper tone that's flowing
When I'm fiendish for a microphone like heroin
Soon as the bass kicks I need a fix give me a stage
And a mic
Murder rape torture I like it all the same
Dead bodies left defiled I'm the one to blame
Killing's always a pleasure when I'm stomping vermin
I rip
hacked-up flesh will never reach the end
Blood Drenched Torture Chamber
Blood Drenched Torture
Blood drenched torture chamber terrors fester in my mind
Mes sentiments (lala)
sont des instruments (lala)
De torture quand (lala)
mon ami me manque (lala)
De suspicions (lala)
en allusions (lala)
Spawning his tormentors
Blind, his true believers
Wickedly desiring torture never seen before
Mind, mind controller
World dominator
Human
sure we'll go a little slow
You see the end of the glow
It's time for you and I to go
Switch up and check out the fiendish flow
Shoot up and empty out
Hidden away in his secret lab
Your lifeless corpse strapped down on a slab
Instruments used to slice and stab
It's your chance to be saved from
the torture chamber
Instruments covered with stains
The rack has taken his victim
Beyond the boundaries of pain
Of massacres and suicides
They pass through your hands
Satisfying your appetite
Instruments of torture
Opening bodies with madness
Holy death is looking for you
You withheld the answers from me
You were so withholding
You were so withholding
Instruments of torture
Jaws of life
Instruments of torture
Jaws
Do instruments of torture count?
No
Is mayonnaise an instrument?
No, patrick, mayonnaise is not an instrument.
Cause I'm a modern day Hendrix
I don't
pain and torture
Are in his eyes
He turns unto me
With wretched smile
And I sense his bloodlust
The fiendish spawn
He cannot take me
In to the void
Run,
scissors with only one intention
I snip that clit you call a fucking dick
Cauterize the wound so I may continue to have my sick sadistic fiendish fun with
Drawn into the deepest waters
Obscure thoughts come to my mind
Lost in eternal darkness
Trying to find a way out
Surrounded by fiendish creatures
forget me
Enemies forever forfeiting
Lord I bring the heat
Torture the beat because I kill it slow
Little known fact
You're listening to a future king
inflicted
For the purpose of coercing
Torture is the devastating instrument of power
Strain of cruelty
Marked by this horrid experience
Strain
You've to stand and to pay for my crime
A fiendish delight in torture
Can you've breath and face it once more
Beyond all this madness
I have come
Nor at the blood spurted out of the
Sharp wounds
Endless corridor towards the bulb
Where the punishments and tortures are
Built up you close
torture them dummies, I walk where they scurry, I blow torch with these bars and they sound forced in a hurry
I come from the scummy part of dagnarm where
down
Thirteen steps lead down
Thirteen steps lead down
She stands and fails
On fashion fingernails
Her lovers have her walking 'round
On instruments
down [Repeat x4]
She stands and fails
On fashion fingernails
Her lovers have her walking 'round
On instruments of torture
And one of them is
and the Shadows played FBI
And tired young sax-players sold their instruments of torture
Sat in the station, sharing wet dreams of Charlie Parker,
Jack
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