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Paroles: The Other. The Tell Tale Heart.

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 Nowa?¦

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 Commited In Cold
Blood
A Victim's Call For Punishment That Locked Me Up For
Good
And Nowa?¦