Guantanamo

Now! I'm on the torture room
And I prepare for die
But they want me alive
'Cause, I just telling lies

In my cell I lay
Living in my dreams

In-formation I give
Take, another kick I take
Cut, cutting from the root
Less, another finger less

From dream to nightmare
Watting for the slay

Please, kill myself
Can't resist
For more pain
Just want die
Take my soul
For no return

Please, kill myself
Can't resist
For more pain
Just want die
Take my soul
For no return