Waking up by the smell of boiling wax

Recovering consciousness, feeling slumber

Twisting your wrists, your arms can’t move though

No matter how much you struggle, a feeling of impotence arises

A masked man enjoys the show

He is waiting for you to wake up again

The old man takes off his mask

With an evil sight and laughter he ignites the fire

Torture continues

Breathless - Limbs on fire

Wondering why you’re lying there

Staring at you with a ruthless gaze

No way out

Waking up forced by the stench

Of the rotting corpse lying just under your bed

A wooden bed - Torture room

Scarred body laying, hands and feet retained

It seems you’re not the first to suffer the same

Breathless - Limbs on fire

Wondering - Why you’re lying there

Staring - At you with a ruthless gaze

No way out of this nightmare

Crowd smashing the door

That’s the sound of rebellion

It opens, now enters the light of deliverance

Free from a terrible torture

You don’t remember how you got there

No time to think

This is your chance to run

Running does not help

Every time you look back they're behind

Getting closer