Torture Room

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...