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As dust settled from hidden C4

I'm shaken, shellshocked and nearly deaf

Bludgeoned and chained to the floor

In a recondite space reeking of death

Reflections spring to mind, where am I

Whom are my captors, and wherefore?

Confined but determined to stay alive

Lost, but not a casualty of war

Tearing the flesh, from my wounds

Severing teeth, toes and fingers

Pinching hooks, cutting through

Injecting disease, establishing blisters

I can feel my flesh creeping

Putrefaction spreads

I can feel my flesh creeping

Inevitably the torture began

Lashed to the walls of hell

Bleeding through for hours on end

No screams will exit these halls

Not a single question asked

What can they possibly want from me?

I came to think of it at last

Just to watch me in agony

Tearing the flesh, from my wounds

Severing teeth, toes and fingers

Pinching hooks, cutting through

Injecting disease, establishing blisters

I can feel my flesh creeping

Putrefaction spreads

I can feel my flesh creeping

This can't go on, plans take shape

Before I'm foregone, I'll make my escape