Centurion ponders thoughts of
How much can a man take before
Vitals fading blood is draining
Soul leaves body for eternity, eternity
Victims life must remain, canvas of living gore he'll become
Hemorrhage, lacerations start, soon his body will be torn apart
Blood gushes forth from his back, arteries, ligaments, veins hacked out
Muscle tissue, tendons now exposed, a mangled mess never to decompose
Flesh is hanging, red and dripping
On splattered praetorian floor
Capillaries spurting fresh blood
Lashes flying unrelenting
A strong stomach is required for this torture
Repulsive sight you must behold no longer human
Standing naked, humiliated, mutilated
Death forbidden till final act, crucifixion
[Solo]
Trapezius clearly showing through a mangled mess of tissue
Latisimus dorsi bleeding infraspinatis veins ripped out
Butchered mutilation, flesh is hanging red and dripping
Butchered mutilation, lashes still fly unrelenting
[Narration:]
No posterior support remains, all muscle of the back gone
Scapula, ribs and spine are left to protect vital organs
Resembling a dissection, from a medical laboratory
Lungs, digestive system visible, anatomical destruction
