Engines Of Torture
Dark Heresy
Sick religious fools instilling inexplicable fears of hell
Resorting to brutality 'gainst the weak and pure
Turned to your evil God, implored divine protection
Soli deo gloria, feeble sickening hate
For hundreds of years your kind
Tortured and quelled mankind
No one exempt from such agony or pain
Your ab'rration caused you to persecute innocence
Making vast profit cleansing their souls
Inflicting excruciating pain on the blameless
Burning their skin with boiling sulphur and oil
Tearing their nails, piercing the quicks with spikes
Driving in the cashielaws and crushing their bones
Crushing their bones
Your worthless charms and ineffective prayers for redemption
Your only motivation was a thirst for blood
Victims of this masquerade were offered their salvation
Reality was further pain, fulfilment of your dreams
Like children dreading the dark, blessing your torture chambers
Spraying holy water while hapless victims screamed
The multitude were powerless, succumbing to interrogation
Their reward was further persecution till their death
Inflicting excruciating pain on the blameless
Burning their skin with boiling sulphur and oil
Tearing their nails, piercing the quicks with spikes
Driving in the cashielaws and crushing their bones
Crushing their bones