Down to the Bone

Shut up your foolish laugh The man is only hides your fear of being destroyed Your body aches, your mind collapses The executioner smiles, as if he enjoys The fortune chamber's filled well The rock's the place you'll go to hell, indeed So do your prayer, prepare to die Don't ask if they got the night to make you bleed They'll punish you Down to the bone Put to the rack Down to the bone The sweet is running down your spine You're chained up tight, no way to move away So do your prayer, prepare to die Don't ask if they got the night to make you bleed They'll punish you Down to the bone Put to the rack Down to the bone Screams of pain resounding through the halls Streams of blood are flowing from the walls Your flesh is burning, your brain is tearing up They take away what they couldn't give back So, now your will to be is gone You're friend of pain so rest your soul and die You're not the first and not the last As long as Satan's seed flourishes they die They'll punish you Down to the bone Put to the rack Down to the bone