[Music: Juancar '95]   [Lyrics: Dave Rotten]      No Arms, No Legs   Confined In A Bed   For The Rest Of His Life      A Night, With His Bride   Inside The Car   They Were Attacked By Four   Unscrupulous Maniacs      The Girl, Raped To Death   In Front Of Him   He Couldn't Do Anything   To Help Her Screams Of Agony      The Guy Was Tied   Around A Tree   While His Wife Was Lying Dead      Stabbed And Cruelly Whipped   With Furious Rage   Until His Limbs Were   Hacked Out Of His Body Trunk      Left And Abandoned   Spilling Blood   Until Someone Found Him   And Brought His Remains To A Hospital      A Scrap Of Life Was Still Left Inside Of Him   The Aim Of Revenge Was The Only Thing   That Forced Him To Fight For Life      Countless Surgical Interventions   Which Put Him On The Edge Of Life And Death   Recovering, During Two Years, With Painful Therapies...   His Mind, His Soul, Could Be The Best Way For His Revenge   Astral Projections Could Act For Him   While His Inert Body Lies Peacefully   There Won't Be Proof Of Any Of The Crimes   He's Planning To Make To His Malefactors   All Of Them Will See The Unseen   Before Being Executed By The Avenger Soul...      Only A Shadow, A Dark Entity   Nothing Human   An Astral Projection      One By One, The Four Maniacs   Have Been Tortured   The Same Way They Did...