그날의 너 (2022 ‘편지 1.5’) (From That Day (2022 ”Letter 1.5"))

A Congregation of Horns - Rock
그날의 너 (2022 ‘편지 1.5’) (From That Day (2022 ”Letter 1.5"))
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November 9, 2020.
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Suffer Descent of the angel of death The Goatsurgeon waits with baited breath He falls down from Auschwitz Here in Hell the scalpels blitz And the surgeon bleats with joy As he receives this wondrous toy Hell awaits the evil man Surgery is this goat's plan And Hell's surgeon straps him in Tools above twist and spin Blades burn brighter than the sun Drills and hammers never done The patient's eyes stare at Hеll He has now become thе cattle The tools scream out to cut and rend But this surgery will have no end Surgery of horrors within the halls of Hell Scalpels rend and slice at the toll of bells They say two wrongs don't make a right But to hear his shrieks brings me such delight And eternity now begins Saws start up and drills now spin Knives and awls invade his flesh Machines pump his brimstone breath Blood drained out quick as he gasps Injecting chemicals rough and fast Eyes cry tears as the ribs now crack Electricity sizzles up and down his back And Hell's surgeon straps him in Tools above twist and spin Blades burn brighter than the sun Drills and hammers never done The patient's eyes stare at Hell He has now become the cattle The tools scream out to cut and rend But this surgery will have no end Surgery of horrors within the halls of Hell Scalpels rend and slice at the toll of bells They say two wrongs don't make a right But to hear his shrieks brings me such delight Suffer Eternal suffering Suffering now for the angel of death Suffering now for the angel of death Suffering now for the angel of death Suffering now for the angel of death And Hell's surgeon straps him in Tools above twist and spin Blades burn brighter than the sun Drills and hammers never done The patient's eyes stare at Hell He has now become the cattle The tools scream out to cut and rend But this surgery will have no end Surgery of horrors within the halls of Hell Scalpels rend and slice at the toll of bells They say two wrongs don't make a right But to hear his shrieks brings me such delight
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