Thousand Faces Of Torture के बोल

I want to keep you alive but I don't care if you die Closer to death you become by some painful tortures The pleasure is mine... Hung upside down by the legs I saw you slowly in two pieces The blood is gushing out from your pelvis Lie down on a table of iron spikes Stomach rupture by stretching of body Evisceration with a knife pull out entrails Limbs are amputated one by one Put in a bag to grow my collection I tear out the liver from your opened belly Draining the blood to a pit Full of gore and guts You will be flayed alive