Feel the terror deep inside
You will never leave alive
Engineering your demise
Descriptions of your torture
The echoing of horror
Are emerging from below
Grotesque
Grotesque
Grotesque
Grotesque memories
Grotesque
Grotesque
Grotesque
Grotesque memories
Rotting, your soul
Bleeding, with delight
Grotesque, butchering
My life, has begun
Mangled, your cunt face
Dying, in my hands
The time, has now come
Die!
Grotesque
Grotesque
Grotesque
Grotesque memories
Grotesque
Grotesque
Grotesque
Grotesque memories