Il testo della Wreckoning ceremony

Waiting to be called to the stage - catatonic frisson,
Nothing has begun to get done, can you buy a reason?
Tie him to the wall, pick the scepter up - nose bleeder,
Pushing in the blade, he wont sell pain? stick it deeper,

Send the others out, your alone, it's interrogation,
Gonna make decisions, is it freedom or elimination?
Trying to decide on what side, which is suicide,
Living with hyenas, or with five on a party slide.