Disciples of Discipline

You know you cannot survive

the eternal pain within

join Satan's following

your now a disciple of discipline

Awakened by the sounds

of blood curdling screams

shackled to the wall

the pain it is extreme

Outside the door

the chanting of the vicious beasts

The primal cries they bellow

before they start to feast

Come to see the face

of the demons gathered around

Horror builds inside

you can only hear the sound

The screams inside your head

The fear within your soul

Disciples of discipline

At Satan's control

The hours pass like days

slipping in and out of consciousness

Unsure of your destiny

or what this really is

Thoughts of what's to come

is torture in itself

Aware of this they wait

as you remember somewhere else

Ripping bits of skin their

feasting on your flesh

Looking at yourself

see there's not much left

Why your still alive

is the thought running through your head

They smile because they know

You cannot kill the dead

After many years

your feelings start to change

you cannot understand why

you now invite the pain

Feeling you've become

some horrid beast within

They welcome to me now

Disciples of discipline