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Hanging on hooks,hanging on chains

Ripped open and hanged by the balls

Blood everywhere,assorted death

Stuffed heads framed on the walls

Inquisition on the people of church

Vengeance and death they deserve

Light up the fires,who will go first

Who will be satan's ordevre

Boiling blood in boiling cauldron

Hell of burning oil

Boiling blood in boiling cauldron

You are next to boil

Head down,if you want them to beg

Feet first to hear them scream

Burning oil,tar or molten lead

Dive solo or in teams

Lowered slow or dipped in fast

In scalding infernal flame

Your skeleton will rise and shine

Your smile won't be the same

Chorus

Come on and boil

Cooked alive,their frantic cries

Make the best agony choir

They shit and puke and piss themselves

We laugh and keep feeding the pyre

Bets and threats as they walk the plank

Diving reverse pirouette

This is the fate for the people of church

You will be satan's dessert