[Music: Juancar '95]

[Lyrics: Dave Rotten]



No Arms, No Legs

Confined In A Bed

For The Rest Of His Life



A Night, With His Bride

Inside The Car

They Were Attacked By Four

Unscrupulous Maniacs



The Girl, Raped To Death

In Front Of Him

He Couldn't Do Anything

To Help Her Screams Of Agony



The Guy Was Tied

Around A Tree

While His Wife Was Lying Dead



Stabbed And Cruelly Whipped

With Furious Rage

Until His Limbs Were

Hacked Out Of His Body Trunk



Left And Abandoned

Spilling Blood

Until Someone Found Him

And Brought His Remains To A Hospital



A Scrap Of Life Was Still Left Inside Of Him

The Aim Of Revenge Was The Only Thing

That Forced Him To Fight For Life



Countless Surgical Interventions

Which Put Him On The Edge Of Life And Death

Recovering, During Two Years, With Painful Therapies...

His Mind, His Soul, Could Be The Best Way For His Revenge

Astral Projections Could Act For Him

While His Inert Body Lies Peacefully

There Won't Be Proof Of Any Of The Crimes

He's Planning To Make To His Malefactors

All Of Them Will See The Unseen

Before Being Executed By The Avenger Soul...



Only A Shadow, A Dark Entity

Nothing Human

An Astral Projection



One By One, The Four Maniacs

Have Been Tortured

The Same Way They Did...