Skinned

We were best of friends
And you turned your back to me
Now your face offends
The sight that I see
I thought the world of you
But now I hate you
I fought the world with you
But now you're dead to me

I banished you
From my domain
Do you traitors choose
To feel my pain

Dragging you into the chamber
You scream and cry and plead my name
Starting your end with torching burns
Sluggish precision will be my game
Poking and probing, I'll do as I please
Whipping and shocking, that will appease
Your wounds won't scab I'll keep them wrapped
Electronically kept alive, you're trapped

Extracting your teeth and your nails and your tongue
It's far from over, far from done
Sutchering you don't need, but I'll find a reason
This onslaught of pain is payback for treason
Watching the life slip from your eyes
Your time is done, now realize
That I am god now, I am pain
Inflicting my sickness over and over again

Your lack of thought breeds suffocation
Brought on by you asphyxiation
Slowly dying your repercussion
Skinning your flesh my destination

We were best of friends
And you turned your back to me
Now your face offends
The sight that I see
I banished you
From my domain
Do you traitors choose
To feel my pain