Extracting Confessions 歌词

He was present all executions He got excited watching the tortures And loved that smell of blood That really made he fool happy Under the blade, into the fire Extracting confessions Be was cursed before the old witch’s life Was reaped she stared at his eye And grinding one’s teeth Placed a curse on him At the moment he could fell soul Burning in hell Under the blade, into the fire, Extracting confessions Every night terrible nightmares Torment his sleep He hears voices coming from hell Singin`satanic ballad