Текст песни Macabre - Diary Of Torture (Robert Berdella), слова песни Macabre

Текст песни Macabre - Diary Of Torture (Robert Berdella)

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When you wake in pain at 8am to my metal bed you are tiedyou struggle so I take my index fingerand jab it several times into your eyea cotton tip swab dipped in drain cleanerpokes your eyes again and againI climb on your chest with an iron barand repeatedly batter your handsRobert Berdellawould torture young fellowsuntil they were skin and bonesand when they were deadthe garbage manwould take them away from his homeRobert Berdellawould torture young fellasuntil they were dead and coldthen throw them out in gerbage bagsto get them away from his homeMy fist has ripped your anal wallso penicillin I prescribe to keep you alive and subject you to much more torture before you diewith a home-made ballast plugged in the wall7000 volts I applywith battery cables clambed on to your scrotumyour testicles I will fry

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Diary Of Torture (Robert Berdella)

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