ฟังเพลงTorture

Torture - Gwar

Down in syntho mine number nine

Me and the mutants are doing quite fine

We received the stimu spray cold as ice

It keeps us going nice then they come for us at night

With their gleaming metal teeth

Tendrils from the pulsing control rod

Enters my brain gives pleasure gives pain

What could it be except a god

I remember the surface world like a dream

I remember green

Now the flesh has been shredded from my arms

And been rewoven with steel

Now my body is mutilated

But still my mind can feel

They wanna study why i cry when i kill

And what they must do before i will

Torture torture torture

They apply

Torture torture torture

They apply

Torture of the mind

Torture of the soul

Torture of the body

Torture of the mind

Torture of the soul

Torture of the body

The alarm is exploding it's time for the arena

But all i know truly is that i still live

Decided by only the death that i give

Or receive decided by games

Sensors record and reflect on the pain

If my body rejects my implanted slay mits

They'll burn me alive and recycle the bits

It's like a mental tractor beam

Tearing at my mind can't you hear it scream

Until the night and their delight

They gave me a woman then turned off the lights

Upon a glowing screen images are seen

They watch us suck and f**k

They think that it's obscene

They took her away

We'll meet again one day

But not that way

But not that way

But not that way

But not that way

Tearing at the tractor beam

Piling on the pressure let the protons scream

Simulated cyber slay

No purpose just another day

Of

Torture torture torture

They apply

Torture torture torture

They apply

Torture of the mind

Torture of the soul

Torture of the body

Torture of the mind

Torture of the soul

Torture of the body

They lost their souls

They gained control

Whirling metal fest of knives

Driving needles into eyes

Again i've come out alive

But always they are in my mind

With drugs and sex they gild my cage

By brutish acts i pay with rage

But always i feel inside

They watch my thoughts

And see through my eyes

In the gladiatorial hives

I fight to stay alive

Tearing at the tractor beam

Images without a screen

Piling on the power let the protons scream

Could it be a dream something so obscene

One day i'll die

And when i do i'll try

To somehow become free

And take one of the things to hell with me

They made me kill my sister

They made me f**king fist her

They made me have sex with her corpse

They noted my remorse

In the realm of the perfects

In the realm of the perfects

In the realm of the perfects

In the realm of the perfects perfects

In the realm of the perfects

In the realm of the perfects perfects

They noted my remorse was