| It’s time to take your last walk in this world before your journey begins
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| underground
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| Not before we torment you from your cell straight to hell with a short detour
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| in-between
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| Begging for mercy all alone, unable to handle the pressure
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| Before his mortification!
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| Now let the torture begin!
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| Death by the head crusher
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| Head crusher!
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| Death by the head crusher!
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| The horrific torture device for those who fail interrogation
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| The most painful technique ever known
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| People thirst for the worst, the skulls disintegration
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| Beaten, broken, in bloody rags
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| Adding insult to injury, he recants
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| But it’s much too late
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| Now let the torture begin!
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| Death by the head crusher
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| Head crusher!
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| Death by the head crusher!
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| On your knees, prisoner, take your position
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| Place your chin forward into the restraint
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| Your head slowly caves in from the compression
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| You fade in a blackout from the infernal pain
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| Twisting, turning the giant screw
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| Your teeth are breaking loose
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| Crushed and splintering into your mouth
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| Winding down, cutting through
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| Like broken glass being chewed
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| The fragmented skull and shattering bones
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| There’s nothing you can do |