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Wake up in a
Blood in my
Fainted by the torture, had no to shout
A gathering of freaks, and plot, a feast
Trapped in the furnace, sacrificial to the

Temperature's increased, my skin
I start to I'm the last of my kin
Acrid in the furnace of fate
Bubbles on my body, I know far too late
is removed by the embers hiss
Retarded laugh, worthless life in a bliss
Eyes leave sockets, sour taste of pus
boiling, burst and gush

Oven of disgust, of distrust
Medium for the course is a must
See the bastard smile, will be devoured by freaks
charred, I pay the price for being meek

The hatch is
me with spice
Roasted body, hunger's my demise

They sit the table, those ugly fucks
as a three-course dinner, yucks!
Excrements boil, they don't seem to
Brunch of gobbets, in their lair

My final rest on a plate
I hope they on my limbs, showing my hate
Bred in a of incesticide
and deformed, not on my side

Furnace