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Tortureyour arms unfold, captivating screamsupon the tortured earthconceptions of wisdom occuring no moreTortureDreams such wonderfull dreams (of dreams)Now only nightmares and ebbing memories of the pastTortureRegiments of tainted angelsascending from their infernal depths of darknesson this sweet mothers earthThere's something inside joy (a prisoner) Banging his head in a lonely room (release me)His time is your doing condemning him to ignorance Deny him his freedom call the writings on the wall there's no hope in damnationwallow in selfpity like lambs to the slaughter The sword waits to unleash an unknown soulenslavedthe prisoner breaks freeHis spirit on fireexorcising his captorand looking upon the tormented motherAnd looking upon the grave of the unliving From Letras Mania