| My nerves are sharp with insanity as slowly I’ve gone mad
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| Why there’s fear of the old man and his eye I’ll never know
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| Yes for some time I’ve had the urge to stop the evil eye
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| As if possessed I crave its death I truly can’t resist
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| Inside my brain so many voices comfort me
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| As murderous thoughts race through my mind to finally rid the eye
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| I approach his room without a sound I’m death outside the door
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| The heartbeat guides me through the dark and to his resting site
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| For in my hand I hold the knife the one that slits his throat
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| With a final shriek my torment ends the eye is no more
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| And now I’m free for with his death the chains of fear are gone
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| It’s only me left all alone to live amongst the world
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| In perfect manor I dissect the old man and bury him under the floor
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| All the while thinking back to the deed I must laugh to reassure
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| I reassure myself that I’m free and secure the open wood to the ground
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| And when I’m done I try to sleep but nightmares twist my dreams
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| That dark chilling heartbeat will it come for me?
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| Will it haunt my world for evermore and steal sanity?
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| But before my eyes can witness sleep there’s a knock upon my door
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| Without a pause I answer calm my discipline assured
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| Behind the door I find police investigating screams
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| I politely beg them «Come inside, put your mind at ease»
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| With innocence I lead them down to the room he’s buried in
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| I place my chair right above the man’s poor and worthless grave
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| As we sit and talk I’m becoming pale and sickly so on edge
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| I beg for them to «Please be gone, and let me find my rest!»
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| But horror’s just begun for the heartbeat does return
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| I reminds my mind of the hideous eye, that gleaming putrid eye!
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| Sweat now drips from my brow I plead and scream aloud
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| «I did the deed tear up the floor the corpse is in the ground!»
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| But horror’s just begun for no one can hear my pleas
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| For in my mind there lives the eye forever haunting… me!
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| That heart it beats, it lives in me
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| Inside my mind lives the eye… |