Binance

Grindwheel (King Lich)

Thieving villain in my house You've come to rob me blind Weren't careful, I've found out And now it's time to grind Drag you down unlighted steps Across the sodded floor Bind your limbs in leather straps And close and lock the door There's no court or judge for you There's no hope for appeal You've been caught and sentenced to Grind beneath the wheel Eyes adjust in torchlit gloom A chill sets in your bones A guest in my most private room New grain for my mill's stone Struggle tight against the bonds Beg mercy on your soul I turn the crank and sing my song The wheel begins to roll There's no holy man for you There's no final meal You've been caught and sentenced to Grind beneath the wheel You're screaming now, the curses come The begging, then the tears I save this pleasure for the ones Who've robbed me all these years Feet are crushed and mashed and you Begin to howl and squeal You've been caught and sentenced to Grind beneath the wheel You're a thief condemned and you will Grind beneath my wheel