Gorerotted

My eyes well with tears as I´m pinned to the floor
Pants fill with fear, help at the throat by an attack dog
A blood curdling cackle emits from a shadow at the door
I try to struggle loose but feel a tightening jaw
Thrown in the cellar and violently kicked about
Pummelled in my ribs, back, sides, head and mouth
'I needed his stereo and his widescreen TV
To sell down the pubs for crack money
Bewildered and faint after a blow to the head
A deeply cut gash spewing forth crimson-red
Tightly bound arms pulled all the way up my back
Hysterical screams of anguish drown out the nauseating cracks
Straps me to a bench with rusty hooks pushed through my skin
Assisted suicide-suspension of a reluctant victim
As I start to go limp from the insufferable pain
I´m awaken with a whack so I don´t miss a thing
It doesn´t seem real when my cranium´s scalped
Or my nose is shattered, or my teeth pulled out
Lost in a dark place, giving up on life
Awaiting my fate from the flash of a knife
A glance to the walls reveals blades and saws
If I didn´t know better I´d say he´d done this before
A flick of his wrist, ther´s no giong back
The last thing I see before it all goes black
An easy, cushy life never had to graft
I just turned out wrong and wasted every chance
I was given, so I´m finally getting what was coming to me
Excruciating pain and agony
It doesn´t seem real when my cranium´s scalped
Or my nose is shattered, or my teeth pulled out
Lost in a dark place, giving up on life
Awaiting my fate from the flash of a knife
A glance to the walls reveals blades and saws
If I didn´t know better I´d say he´d done this before
A flick of his wrist, ther´s no giong back
The last thing I see before it all goes black
An amorphous bloody body, violated and left to rot
Face down in the corner, another number now forgot