Thirteen swings; the pendulum blade
Blistering stings the irons made
Razor steel; encroaches my face
And rats squeal, infesting this place
Ear piercing rings never to fade
Thirteen swings; the pendulum blade
Condemned as a whore, pending gloom
Chained to the floor, a cold dark room
Gnawing pains and I clench my fists
Iron chains, dig into my wrists
Thirteen swings; the pendulum blade
On Satan’s wings, price to be paid
Panic sets in, next swinging stroke
The demons grin at Satan’s joke
Demented kings; I’m so afraid
Thirteen swings; the pendulum blade

















































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