Macabre

Macabre - Diary Of Torture (Robert Berdella) lyrics

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When you wake in pain at 8am 

to my metal bed you are tied

you struggle so I take my index finger

and jab it several times into your eye

a cotton tip swab dipped in drain cleaner

pokes your eyes again and again

I climb on your chest with an iron bar

and repeatedly batter your hands



Robert Berdella

would torture young fellows

until they were skin and bones

and when they were dead

the garbage man

would take them away from his home



Robert Berdella

would torture young fellas

until they were dead and cold

then throw them out in gerbage bags

to get them away from his home



My fist has ripped your anal wall

so penicillin I prescribe 

to keep you alive and subject you 

to much more torture before you die

with a home-made ballast plugged in the wall

7000 volts I apply

with battery cables clambed on to your scrotum

your testicles I will fry
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