Death You'll Face - Desecration

Locked in a room

With no warmth or light

Battered and bruised

No strength left to fight

Slumped to the floor

Numb with pain

A stroll in the dark, never again…

Picked up by a vicious gang

In the back of a Transit van

Sexually abused and humiliated

A bright future now disintegrated

Left to die

To rot away

Human waste

Death you’ll face

Pissed on, unpleasant?

Ha, in your mouth, excrement

Sadistic pleasure from unseen terror

Leads to horrific torture

The cold gets colder

As the dark gets darker

No way out no, accept your slave form

Here it comes, is it Heaven or Hell?

The soul is gone now

All that’s left is a shell