TW: torture //

Burn the wrists

Flay the back

Shoot the ankles

Bend them back

And Bend them back

On a rope machine

And pull pull pull

Till the rubber weeps

And drain the tears

Into a boiling bath

Water board them

Scold their laugh

Then the whip flogs

And then the bones snap

And no more souls clap

And once again, time stops

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