Tied to the kill wall
Neck in the air
Being kicked by the brute
Each hurt
such despair
He is holding the knife
It’s throat soon will be
Ripped open
It’s death
A vile tragedy.
Tied to the kill wall
Neck in the air
Being kicked by the brute
Each hurt
such despair
He is holding the knife
It’s throat soon will be
Ripped open
It’s death
A vile tragedy.