Cloud Rat — Botched lyrics

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Delaying executions.
Behind a bulletproof wall.
Get on your hind feet you fucking dog.
— These things, regarding the head —
the cops holds a thin sword above the inmate’s body.
«Sentences to suffer for those you made suffer.»
Cocktail jester/magnifying glass.
Writing, summoning pain. No mercy machine.
This new kind of killer, search party, plastic tray.
Drawn and quartered.
Shaking violently, muscular deterioration.
In the ache of a longing pain.
His back is cold, but he can still feel his whole body burning.