Held Captive for Torture - Putrid Pile

Mercy is for the weak

Soon i will begin your demise

Caged up like a rat

Specimen for morbid acts

Waiting patiently

A far cry from when you arrived

Sleep now, you must rest

There’s no way your god can save you

Death is certain

Wake up, time to die

Fulfill the pictures in my head

I smell your fear

Laughing as you piss yourself

Throw open the door, sodomizing innocence

Gnash my victims back

Psycho bliss euphoria

Consuming me

Shredding up my reasoning

Insanity

Watching as you bleed profusely