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Place the hand on its throat Feel the fragile windpipe Slowly tighten your grip Watch closely its eyes When they are rolling over Then release your grip I have sworn to make your life a living hell Torture knows no boundaries Now it is gasping for air Great moment to throw it at a wall Shrieks of pain at an empty hallway Death has never come so slow I have sworn to make your life a living hell Torture knows no boundaries Die insane I will you to die insace In the end you will die insane Watch it crawl back to its hole Laugh as it fights for its live That fuck seems to have nine lives Eight are spent now fucking die I have sworn to make your life a living hell Torture knows no boundaries From Letras Mania