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    Visceral Bleeding

    Gasping...

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    Добавлена 1 сентября 2011 пользователем Iron Man

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    Knocked out cold, unconscious black
    Knocked out cold, ambushed
    Where am I? Head hurts
    Damn, neck is stiff
    Cant move
    Blurry vision, cant see straight
    Close my eyes, focus
    Starting to regain my conscious, no memory
    Trying to move but I cant, tied down to a chair
    Squirming to loosen the knots but theyre rock solid
    The panic is starting to rise
    Trying to figure out, who would imprison me?
    Shadow moves swift around the room and comes straight towards me
    Lifts his hands, I try to duck to get away
    Hes putting something on me
    Plastic bag, total panic
    Cutting off all air, suffocating
    Total panic, hyperventilate
    Taste of blood, in my mouth
    Cant move my arms, screaming out
    Falling over, hit the floor, flash before my eyes, gasping for air
    Starting to feel dizzy, try to bite the plastic bag
    Cant reach... life starting to slip away
    I can feel my body, starting to give up
    Pounding, inside my chest
    Feels like im gonna blow
    Then, suddenly, he lifts me up
    Not much time left, I can feel him poking at my mouth
    Poking, sticking a hole, letting me get a taste
    Slowly, my mind is again under my control
    I can hear him, at the end of the room
    What the fuck is he doing?
    A strike to my head
    Once again knocked down
    Rips up, steps back, lifts the bat
    Strikes my chest, intense pain
    The perpetrator laughs at me, cant see but I know its him
    I know this psycho wants me dead
    Adrenaline is working fast, I want to crack this bastards head
    Pierce his lungs, watch him choke
    I sense a smell of human death
    Realize im not the first to suffocate then left to rot in this room
    The plastic bag sits tight and firm I feel its time to get it off
    This cunt wont break me he will die
    With furious anger I start wobbling with the chair
    Feel the wood giving in, knots loosen
    I will break free
    Again I feel strong
    Fueled by hatred and lust to slay
    Picture him beaten and dead
    The instant my hands are free hes back with the baseball bat
    Smashing and pounding, time must be now for attack
    As I charge I feel the knife, took me by surprise
    Slicing my throat, quick I die
    [ Gasping... Lyrics ]
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