It’s the cold and piercing eye
Haunting me all day and night

Looking right into my soul and seeing things no one should know
A knowing gaze that drove me mad, I had to do what I was told and now…

I’m in a white room
With padded walls
I’m being strapped down
So I can’t walk
I’m being drugged out of my mind
So I can’t kill you

It’s the ticking of his heart
I still hear inside my head
Accusing me, reminding me of crimes committed in cold blood
A victim’s call for punishment that locked me up for good
And now…

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