Listen up you curs while I explain.... The rules here in the house of pain...Around this house the walls are high....That way you only have the views of the sky.....Every door is made of soiled steel.....To remind you that your captivity is very real.....And make no mistake incase you didn't know......In time fine this house will own your mind heart and soul...For in here the world you knew no longer exist.....It's gone disappeared like a long ago memory..... Or a morning fogy mist....Don't bother to complain about the food you must eat ....For the day you talk out about the house..Is the day you will be beat...And in the house of pain while your liven......You no longer have a name.... Only a  number you've been give....So learn your number and know it well....For if you don't answer when it's called ....You'll know the real meaning of hell...For the sentries that watch over you......Keep the shop callers back that would rape or kill you...And if you put their house in a rage.....They'll put you in a darken cage.... With rapists and killer all about...... Just waiting for the guard to leave before they come out...Cry scream fight and shout ...But I can guaranty you the man that went in ......Won't be the same man coming out...Or perhaps your will is strong and that treatment won't bother you....Theirs always something else they can do....Like put you in the hole with no light around .....Your heart beat your breath or voice the only sound.....No toilet only a bucket you see ....For you to drain your cavities....Months and years they can keep you their.....For if you die in the house of pain no one would care...You'll be like so many others how couldn't follow the rules........Just another statistic just another fool......So if you want to cause destruction and rain......There's always room for more in the house of pain....