Apocalyptic Crucifixion

This is the end of the asylum, soon they arrived for us
I won't leave neither an alive patient, alone they are seventeen lepers
I will give them, I will mark their brains forever
I will leave them an unforgettable memory
We are in the patio six, here we made some macabre acts
One by one we give thеm
It finishes it brutal beating then with a hammеr and big rusty nails
I perforate their hands and feet presing their meats on the wood
Now we lift those leprous christ's, they cry and they groan while they bleed
Now we begin the decapitation of these pagans and seventeen heads fall
This is apocalyptic, an exhibition of the hell inside my asylum
I wait they never forget it, this it was the sanatorium San Agustin
A good place at the beginning then enclosure of murders
I wait that when find this letter next to this...
My corpse dismembered...