Chamber Master

Your entire body racked with pain
Blinding
Searing at the depths of your soul
Surrounded by darkness in the pitch black of the hole

You’re not alone
You see the others chained to the walls

Some strapped to the rack in the center of the floor
You hear their cries which bellowes from their code
Reverberating through the stone room never fading

I’m the chambermaster, I’m here for you
I’ll crush you ‘till you do whatever I want you to
I’ll cut you free of your serpent skin
And let the devil take you in

I can smell your rotten soul
Smell its putrid corruption