Stench of rot and filth prevails. You fight
against the iron chains to no avail. Strung you up
in my of torture and sin. Naked and sweating, let
the beatings begin! Warm up the tongs in the
fireplace. Press the searing metal against your
innocent face. Break out the whip, put you to the
test. Pour molten hot oil on your quivering
breast... My body count continues, you're just
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/55Uw ]another bitch. When I'm finished I'll dump you in
a ditch. Strap your welted body to my wooden rack.
If you're lucky you'll die of a heart attack. The
horrible bed of nails could be too much for you.
But if you don't like it, I've got a mask of
spikes for you! Vice grips crush your breasts in a
screaming fit. I'll nail your fingers to the
table, make you eat your own shit! And when I'm
through you'll be begging for more. And I'll rape
broken body in my bloody pit of horror!!!