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Written by Rachelle
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Friday, 03 July 2009 |
Welcome to the sick room,
we're really glad you're here.
We have just what we need,
to exploit your every fear.
Murder and slow torture,
voyeur and cruel rape.
We'll bind your hands behind your back
and close your mouth with tape.
We have many a camera,
the wicked like to watch.
Nothing gets them off faster
then screams stifled by scotch.
No one is more unfortunate,
then a victim in our room,
we kidnap the unwary
and take them to thier tomb.
Knives and chains and daggers,
inserted into flesh.
Mutilated virgins,
we really like them fresh.
This may be your hell,
but this is our home.
When we finish with our guests
we bury them in loam.
Welcome to the sick room
we're the last people you'll see.
And no matter how loud you scream
we'll ignore your every plea.
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Last Updated ( Friday, 03 July 2009 )
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