Agonizing death awaits you Beneath the Tower of London In the realm of the rats Enter the foul dungeon Beaten, bloody, ripped and torn No mercy for you Locked in chains, left forlorn Awaiting your doom Placed with sadistic intent Just above the high water mark With the tide, the rats will come And surround you in the dark Hungry little devils With razor sharp incisors Tiny rapid gnawing teeth Cutting through flesh like scissors In The Dungeon of the Rats In The Dungeon of the Rats Death comes slow, bite by bite Gnawed to death, eaten alive In The Dungeon of the Rats In The Dungeon of the Rats