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In the dungeon's where it waits Locked down in this cold wet place For good or bad it has been used Many have died to pay their dues Made from wood and chains of steel Tighten the rope by turning wheel [Chorus:] The wheel is turning, it never stops Ripping in half ripping apart Once turning it cannot stop Rip you in half, rip you apart The wheel is turning, it never stops Ripping in half ripping apart Once turning it cannot stop Rip you in half, rip you apart Muscles snap from pounds of tension Arms and legs meet dislocation Stretched to then past the breaking point Pulling hip bones out of joint Don't beg don't plead don't even try I've met the rack it's time to die [Repeat Chorus] Tied, gagged, and broken separation is complete The rack fulfills it's purpose, dividing bone and meat For confession or for torture it's grip never releases The rack has claimed another life My body lies in pieces From Letras Mania