Held down with force Rancid rags to take your sight Rusty and coarsed This wooden plank's your lap this night Grow a spine before it is too late I show you a tool that sure knows to Persuade Tied to the rack The metallic chokehold grabs your throat Straighten your back Stablished methods, vicious and old Relentless sway rotating towards doom Piercing pain to initialize your gloom The garotte Await the lethal screw The garotte It's coming towards you The garotte Dreaded and abhorred The garotte To twist your spinal cord Enforcer, cranking towards misfortune He'll get y'all The grip of the garotte shall come for you This night