Crown of Thorns - "Torture"
Come hither the fallen sons of man
delight in unspoken times
unmoved, let her take you to your grave
her words consumate the, the perfect death
take heart, the massacre and descend
into violent doom

Here's to the torture

The one who'll save me
the resonance of her wielded silver
wounds me through
so i can kill it with vengeance
an apparition of many horrors
attrocities unseen to man

Here's to the torture
true to our promise
of a villainous ending

Here's to the many times
you've devoured my soul
i walk with shame

Fall into her glory, as she speaks, watch it die