Torture Culture

Beasts of ignorance are roaming in the jungle.
We have no hope to survive.
The rain, the thunder.
The spell that I am under.
I'm not able to describe.

A torture of the soul.
A culture of control.
The writings on the wall.
Conditioned not to feel at all.
For this truth.
We have no eyes.
Born in hell.
Paralyzed.

Choked with sorrow as today becomes tomorrow.
I can't go outside.
Now I am become death.
The destroyer of our kind.

A torture of the soul.
A culture of control.
The writings on the wall.
Conditioned not to feel at all.
For this truth.
We have no eyes.
Born in hell.
Paralyzed.

Now I am become death.
The destroyer of our kind.
I will not live like this.
I will not hide.
My blood is rushing.
I'm going out of my mind.

A torture of the soul.
A culture of control.
The writings on the wall.
Conditioned not to feel at all.
I'm going out of my mind.