The Garotte

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