Waking up by the smell of boiling wax
Recovering consciousness, feeling slumber
Twisting your wrists, your arms can't move though
No matter how much you struggle, a feeling of impotence arises
A masked man enjoys the show
He is waiting for you to wake up again
The old man takes off his mask
With an evil sight and laughter he ignites the fire
Torture continues
Breathless - Limbs on fire
Wondering why you're lying there
Staring at you with a ruthless gaze
No way out
Waking up forced by the stench
Of the rotting corpse lying just under your bed
A wooden bed - Torture room
Scarred body laying, hands and feet retained
It seems you're not the first to suffer the same
Breathless - Limbs on fire
Wondering why you're lying there
Staring at you with a ruthless gaze
No way out of this nightmare
Crowd smashing the door
That's the sound of rebellion
It opens, now enters the light of deliverance
Free from a terrible torture
You don't remember how you got there
No time to think
This is your chance to run
Running does not help
Every time you look back they're behind...
Getting closer...