Lyrics Festering Castration - Torture Rack

Festering Castration

Trapped, waiting in a line of death
Whipped, as you march to the gory mess
Insects squirming in the wounds
Vomit from the stench, breath the fumes
Shrill screech of stone against the blade
Sharpened for your member to be flayed
Heaping mass of bodies piled high
Blood drips from vultures in the sky
Your time has come to lose your dick
Pulled tight and sheared, it plops into shit
Drop to your knees, let out a pitiful shriek
With a flash of the blade, you have become a castrated freak
Dog sniffs your svered dick, eats it as you’r bleeding out
Laughter fills the air, your balls are stomped into the ground
You’ll become just another corpse missing genitals
Kicked into a mass grave, the maggots will be plentiful