The Rack Lyrics - Rigor Mortis

In the dungeon's where it waits 

Locked down in this cold wet place 

For good or bad it has been used 

Many have died to pay their dues 

Made from wood and chains of steel 

Tighten the rope by turning wheel 

[Chorus:] 

The wheel is turning, it never stops 

Ripping in half ripping apart 

Once turning it cannot stop 

Rip you in half, rip you apart 

The wheel is turning, it never stops 

Ripping in half ripping apart 

Once turning it cannot stop 

Rip you in half, rip you apart 

Muscles snap from pounds of tension 

Arms and legs meet dislocation 

Stretched to then past the breaking point 

Pulling hip bones out of joint 

Don't beg don't plead don't even try 

I've met the rack it's time to die 

[Repeat Chorus] 

Tied, gagged, and broken separation is complete 

The rack fulfills it's purpose, dividing bone and meat 

For confession or for torture it's grip never releases 

The rack has claimed another life 

My body lies in pieces