Lyrics: Cyril Szczepaniak
Music: Jordy Deregnaucourt
Waking up suddenly seated in a dark room
Spoiler alert it will be doom and gloom
He cannot open his eyes, sewn eyelids
Tinnitus ringing in the ears, his eyes bleed
The workhorse is coming
Can you feel his f*cking presence?
You cannot see you cannot hear you feel that sh*t he feels your fears
Half smiling
Panic is marked on his face he cannot see he cannot breathe
The cold contact of the chair is giving him chills
A small window is closed by a piece of paper
The only hope to escape if there is a savior
How can you watch him die?
This is the shame of humanity
Hе is thinking of his younger child, this is real, not a f*cking movie
Tip and tip more and more
To watch him suffer, and more than ever, and when he will pass away
Room will be closed that's the end of the red room
It's a smell like putrefaction, they're passing out in a pool of blood
No way to escape from this situation, the blood is sinking on the ground
How can you watch him die?
The countdown has just started fifty minutes ago
All eyes are directed on the torture chamber
Police are incompetent
Tips are raining until their last movement
The biggest tip has been sent
Consequence of the money on the man
Consequence of the profit even for death!
How can you watch him die?
This is the shame of humanity
Hе is thinking of his younger child, this is real, not a f*cking movie
Tip and tip more and more
To watch him suffer, and more than ever, and when he will pass away
Room will be closed that's the end of the red room
TEN NINE EIGHT
NO LOVE JUST HATE
(Another death)
SIX FIVE FOUR
WHAT YOU FIGHT FOR
(Another death)
Another death…
Another death…
DEATH…!
How can you watch him die?
This is the shame of humanity
Hе is thinking of his younger child, this is real, not a f*cking movie
Tip and tip more and more
To watch him suffer, and more than ever, and when he will pass away
Room will be closed that's the end of the red room