Dark Chilling Heartbeat - Deceased

My nerves are sharp with insanity as slowly I’ve gone mad

Why there’s fear of the old man and his eye I’ll never know

Yes for some time I’ve had the urge to stop the evil eye

As if possessed I crave its death I truly can’t resist

Inside my brain so many voices comfort me

As murderous thoughts race through my mind to finally rid the eye

I approach his room without a sound I’m death outside the door

The heartbeat guides me through the dark and to his resting site

For in my hand I hold the knife the one that slits his throat

With a final shriek my torment ends the eye is no more

And now I’m free for with his death the chains of fear are gone

It’s only me left all alone to live amongst the world

In perfect manor I dissect the old man and bury him under the floor

All the while thinking back to the deed I must laugh to reassure

I reassure myself that I’m free and secure the open wood to the ground

And when I’m done I try to sleep but nightmares twist my dreams

That dark chilling heartbeat will it come for me?

Will it haunt my world for evermore and steal sanity?

But before my eyes can witness sleep there’s a knock upon my door

Without a pause I answer calm my discipline assured

Behind the door I find police investigating screams

I politely beg them «Come inside, put your mind at ease»

With innocence I lead them down to the room he’s buried in

I place my chair right above the man’s poor and worthless grave

As we sit and talk I’m becoming pale and sickly so on edge

I beg for them to «Please be gone, and let me find my rest!»

But horror’s just begun for the heartbeat does return

I reminds my mind of the hideous eye, that gleaming putrid eye!

Sweat now drips from my brow I plead and scream aloud

«I did the deed tear up the floor the corpse is in the ground!»

But horror’s just begun for no one can hear my pleas

For in my mind there lives the eye forever haunting… me!

That heart it beats, it lives in me

Inside my mind lives the eye…