for tortures unseen and ominous fates

For confessions extracted,

new law’s been enacted.

Makes pain mandatory.

It’s tied in with glory.

Passed in a landslide,

wherein a few died.

So, now you can line up for hurt at the gate,

unless you’re the type who would procrastinate.

The cruelty factory will cater to you.

They say pain’s your due.

Sadly, this time it’s true.