The hunt that you seek
Will now commence
Face down like a fugitive
You don't have a choice whether or not you live
Poked and prodded until you go insane
A hot iron rolled across your face
Then throw you back into your cage
Let's move on to the next stage
Slowly remove your teeth from your head
You will wish that you were f*cking dead
Crying for a safe return to home
Kill me not you beg just let me go
I will kill you dead for what you did
Taking the breath of my closest kin
I will make sure that you always live
So I can torture you again and again
Your pain and suffering will never end
Continuous pain for you as long as I shall live
Strung up over the floor drain
So the blood flows back from where it came
I slowly plunge the knife into your brain
With my hands on your throat
With my hands on your throat
On your throat
On your throat
On your throat