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The Pain Will Only GrowA feeling of a sinister presenceIn a cold lair Where there is no life Just merciless torture Lying there waiting in pain Screaming, crying, pain unbearable The pain will only grow The torture will continue Blood will flow, on and on The handle will be turned more and more The crackles will get louder The screams will become more piercing Your flesh is ripping Your vision is going You struggle breathing Your eyes are nearly out of their sockets Darkness has filled all space The light completely gone Lying there dreading even more As the handle continues to turn More and more, it turns More and more, the pain gets worse More and more, the screams go on More and more, death comes closer More and more... |