Awakened, yet you still remain dormant. Bound in chains, in surroundings of torment.
Dark and dismal, the air is hard to breathe. Wretched and abysmal, the pain is sharp and sickening.
Naked and bleeding, stagnant chains penetrate. Sweat stings the deepened wounds as blood drains.
Now infected, pus seeps from pierced limbs. The chains of despair, will claim another victim.
Theres no escape, prisoner trapped eternal.
Amputating, meathookes pierced internal.
Corroded metal, cuts away at the flesh. The lonely victim awaits his death.
Sequential torture, blood rusts the chains. Sequential slaughter, limbs break away.
Time to endure, endless misery. Infinite pain, eternal suffering.
Limb from limb, torn from the bones. Shredded victim, no mercy was shown.
Theres no escape, prisoner trapped eternal.
Amputating, meathookes pierced internal.
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