Sadistic Gratification - Autopsy

You’re here with me to tell

What you’ve seen

You tremble and shake knowing

Your life’s at stake

All around they know my name

I make a living inflicting pain

My ways are sound and once you’re bound

I’ll hurt my way to your center

Heroes die while cowards cry

Which one are you… will you end here…

Torture

You’ll tell me what I want to hear

Or I’ll cut you from ear to ear

With all my metal instruments

You’ll question all your covenants

Asphyxiation, your face turns blue

Boiling oil burns the skin

Electrocution, fry away your skin

Genital mutilation, never fuck again

It’s not too late to change your fate

So use your tongue before I puncture your lungs

Torture

You’ll tell me what I want to hear

Or I’ll cut you from ear to ear

With all my metal instruments

You’ll question all your covenants

I have several surprises in store for you

But you have more control than you think I do

Just say the right words and all this stops

While you stall another piece of you drops

One by one, your fingers and toes

I’ve cut them all, your blood now flows

Your kneecaps crushed, you walk no more

Blackened eyes, you see no more

Broken arms, broken face

Your heart pumps in a mortal race

I do this not only for my occupation

But also for my sadistic gratification

Broken people always tell the truth…

Many argue but never see tomorrow…

It’s never their saving grace…

I always rip off their face…

No remorse…

No apologies…

I’m not sorry…

I have no remorse for you…

Your death brings me pleasure…

Pleasure I can’t describe…

A pleasure you will never…

You will never understand…

As you lie and you cry…

I sin…

I enjoy…

I enjoy your pain…

Your pain it brings me pleasure…

You’ll never… you’ll never see another…

Another breath…

Another day…

You’ll never know tomorrow…

You’re gonna die…