Electrotherapy

Welcome to madhouse, this is the sanatorium San Agustin
Today your life begins, in the hell, you will die here
A bath with cold water, a brutal beating and a shirt of force
Your demurrage began with, the electrotherapy
We go to the electricity room, sit down in the throne of the burnt king
Because two hundred volts, they toasted your flesh
The electric crashes, they atrophy your brain, your rotten eyes will comе out
Your brain swells, you vomit as a dog, calm I don't want to murder you
Alone I am wеlcoming you to my madhouse with elecrotherapy
This it is hardly the beginning