In his arms
You're being brought to that shed
The ice cold shed
You're just laying there
On the ice cold floor

A tight rope arope your ankles
Around your wrists too
There you lay
Crying, crying hard
On the ice cold floor

The same story over and over
I always feel the same pain
It has to get out of my life
Far away from here
No more pain
Torture until death
My death is in sight
I can feel it

You can hear his footsteps
Shivers down your spine
He has brought something with him
But you're still laying
On the ice cold floor

You can't see anything
You yell and scream
But he leaves you there
On the ice cold floor

The same story over and over
I always feel the same pain
It has to get out of my life
Far away from here
No more pain
Torture of death
My death is in sight
I can feel it

Your body
Full of lies and evilness
Burn inside a giant oven
Out of my life
Far away from here

The same story over and over
I always feel the same pain
It has to get out of my life
Far away from here
Now, I don't feel pain anymore
Never anymore torturing
His death is in sight
My own future is ready for me