It may sound like a cheesy titlle for a song, but there's logic behind it
I also updated dental torture, it reads better now i think, anyways, feedback appreciated guys
‘TORTURE CASTLE’
63rd Street Chicago, These will be your final quarters.
Bigamist, rapist, butcher, follow him to your death,
Your consent matters not, now your head leaks claret
Do not struggle,
It won’t be over soon.
Your flesh is exposed
Violated like a whore
Take it where you lay.
This is his castle of torture.
Now here you lie, raped, ravaged and molested.
Hemic and vaginal discharge douse the floor.
Now you are dragged, to the gas chamber you go.
Hauled through this maze.
Up the stairs of enigma.
Passed the rooms of torment
This one is yours.
Glass panel slammed shut.
This is your cubical of death.
The panic sets in, you are watched through glass.
Intake the vapour, the furnace roars your name.
The sight of you choke, sends him insane.
Down the chute you slide.
The disposal of your corpse.
Mutilated on the slab.
Organs removed from thorax.
In the furnace your hoisted
Tissue scorched from bones.
Your skeletal remains, extracted from the flame.
The trapdoor is unlocked, reveals a pit of powder,
In the lime you erode, like two hundred other fates.