| Your entire body wracked with pain
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| Blinding
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| Searing at the depths of your soul
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| Surrounded by darkness in the pitch black of the hole
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| You’re not alone
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| You see the others chained to the walls
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| Some strapped to the rack in the center of the floor
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| You hear their cries which bellows from their code
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| Reverberating through the stone room, never fading
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| I’m the chambermaster, I’m here for you
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| I’ll crush you ‘til you do whatever I want you to
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| I’ll cut you free of your serpent skin
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| And let the Devil take you in
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| I can smell your rotten soul
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| Smell its putrid corruption
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| I am not here to save you
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| I’ll show you the truth and you will fold
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| Sweet smell of burning flesh fills your throat
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| Your ankles wrapped in leather straps
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| Don’t be afraid, I’ll be right there
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| Before you can scream out and plead for death
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| I’m the chambermaster, I’m here for you
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| I’ll crush you ‘til you do whatever I want you to
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| I’ll cut you free of your serpent skin
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| And let the Devil take you in |