Blood

Stretched

Blood
They took all my clothes
And stretched me with a stretch bench
The executioner pressed his foot against my body

And pulled as hard
That my arms dragged
And my bones towered up

Now I'm mutilated
For the rest of my life
I became nearly unconscious

My lips began to tremble
And foam ran out of my mouth
Myrmidons shout: Confess, confess!

My lips

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