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Macabre - Diary Of Torture Lyrics

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  • When you wake in pain at 8am
  • to my metal bed you are tied
  • you struggle so I take my index finger
  • and jab it several times into your eye
  • a cotton tip swab dipped in drain cleaner
  • pokes your eyes again and again
  • I climb on your chest with an iron bar
  • and repeatedly batter your hands
  • Robert Berdella
  • would torture young fellows
  • until they were skin and bones
  • and when they were dead
  • the garbage man
  • would take them away from his home
  • Robert Berdella
  • would torture young fellas
  • until they were dead and cold
  • then throw them out in gerbage bags
  • to get them away from his home
  • My fist has ripped your*****wall
  • so penicillin I prescribe
  • to keep you alive and subject you
  • to much more torture before you die
  • with a home-made ballast plugged in the wall
  • 7000 volts I apply
  • with battery cables clambed on to your scrotum
  • your testicles I will fry

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