Bound to the chair blood in your eyes
There's no hope as you plead for your life
Your will is gone your soul begins to fade
Sent from his savior to change what you believe
Conversion the sadist screams at you
Conversion there's nothing you can do
Scalding oil dissipates your flesh
Punishment for faiths that don't except his words
No longer can you see now lying on your back
The cranking of wheels you're crying out for death
He will not come
Hypocrites you screamed
For your life a savior's
Words twisted You're dead
Whips crack tearing away
Your flesh the blood runs from
Your veins into the hands
Of your executioner
Never again will you see
Your faith will lead you to death
Change your beliefs or face my God
You're no longer existent
Chained to the wall as the torches die
The darkness creeps you hear their silent cries
Entrapped in this hell there's no escape
Except for your death but the reaper will not come
For you
