Letra de The Torture Fields
I ride a cockroach Down your streets of trash Baptized in shadow Born in a car crashI'm headed down to the place Where they beg for the blade Where the ground weeps blood Where the sky cries in painIn the distance I swear I can hear The thumbscrews turn In the torture fieldsThe thrill of violence Is what I seek The sweet Tension and releaseWhen I close my eyes It's like I can feel The countess Crack the whip In the torture fieldsHail the wrong Praise the obscene Death upon It's skeletal steedInto the fields I step Lit by mounds of burning flesh