Combat - Fortune of Torture lyrics

With each twist it’s pain, the body refusing Nerves are inflamed, muscles redoing Mobility waning, confinement keeps tightening Constriction of blood, what will each night bring Paralyzation, like birth is reversing The mind is dissolving, no learning or nurturing Immovable now, pain all encompa**ing d**h will not come, body keeps smoldering CHORUS x4: An empty receptacle The end won’t come soon No fortune remains Pure torture for you Thought is retreating, just breathing and pain Senses abandoned, way past insane The point is it’s pointless, no way to make changes The spirit can’t break free, life force is contained The darkness horizon, the sun never sets Lingers in agony, frozen from d**h So far from escape, but close in to taste it The world needs to end, to go along with it CHORUS x4: An empty receptacle The end won’t come soon No fortune remains Pure torture for you LEAD CHORUS x4: An empty receptacle The end won’t come soon No fortune remains Pure torture for you