Tools of the trade laid out sharp and ready to tear Through inches of skin to the brain mindless suffer Sadistic pleasure in the patients sheer agony No anesthetic hacking through the brain greedily Blood is spilling everywhere Patient screaming mind all despair Doctor laughing sweet misery Dungeon clinic oh so filthy Bits of skull and brain fill the floor Many patients been here before Half head corpses crowd the dungeon Stench of death is so repulsive Atrocious acts awful obscene Abominable creatures now fill the scene Patient's vision slowly dims Patients crowd the room Ready to die Enter on the scene Promised they would fly Look into their eyes Watch them question why Watch them question Innocent souls taken by the knife No one left to determine their own lives Eviscerated bodied terrify the mind Leaves the patient willing to die