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Torture HarvestCuffed, restrained, metal tears deepYour wrists start bleeding Cries for help fall on deaf ears I'm just beginning Hammer your limbs with a sledge Pain erupting, blood is soaking through the bed Vital organs still untouched We will need them... Scalpel blades remove your nails And fingerprints, you wish you were not alive Slowly peel the skin from your hands Cut the tendons... Douse your arms with gasoline Light a match and smile as you try to scream Flame erupts from your mangled limbs Broiling your flesh... Convulsing in agony, your body writhes Veins exploding, streaming blood covers my face Tissues melting, dripping on the bloody floor Tortures unseen... Taking my time, mutilating, cauterizing No one will know who you were Smoldering flesh, feeding my desire to kill Craving more Now your legs are next in line for my inferno Deep in shock, you still feel pain Deeds so infernal While you're still alive, I start removing organs Selling them on the black markets, I shall profit Taking my time, dissecting and masticating You're still alive, fading fast Ice your organs, keeping them for my own gain You weren't the first... You won't be the last |