Bound to the chair blood in your eyes
There's no hope as you plead for your life
Your will is gone your soul begins to fade
Sent from his savior to change what you believe

Conversion the sadist screams at you
Conversion there's nothing you can do

Scalding oil dissipates your flesh
Punishment for faiths that don't except his words
No longer can you see now lying on your back
The cranking of wheels you're crying out for death

He will not come

Hypocrites you screamed
For your life a savior's
Words twisted You're dead

Whips crack tearing away
Your flesh the blood runs from
Your veins into the hands
Of your executioner

Never again will you see
Your faith will lead you to death
Change your beliefs or face my God
You're no longer existent

Chained to the wall as the torches die
The darkness creeps you hear their silent cries
Entrapped in this hell there's no escape
Except for your death but the reaper will not come
For you