The Pit and the Pendulum

In the dungeons of death the pendulum waits
The blade plays its tune, it whispers my name
I stare into blackness, the bottomless pit
My inquisition, the torturer’s kiss
Darkness, at wait for my end to come soon
Madness, the pendulum waits in my tomb
My senses explode, illusions appear
With every heartbeat the first cut draws near
My courage deserts me, I can’t chain the feel
I’m screaming in terror, but no one can hear
Darkness, above me the pendulum swings
Madness, around me the torture begins
Sadness, memories of life seem to fade
Heartless, I’m trapped like a beast in a cage
My mind drifting back to life lived before
Happier times with my wife I adore
How did I come to this evil place?
Shackled and bound, my life in disgrace
Lost here without You, please hear my prayer
Fallen from grace, and wait in despair
Life will soon end, I face the abyss
Too young to die, I can’t go like this!
But someone help me
Will someone help me?
Will someone help me?
Mechanical torture, invented in hell
The pendulum hits bell, rings my dead knell
The bleed-out redemption, drops ever near
With every second my end becomes clear
Darkness, the pendulum swings to my tomb
Madness, I’m shackled and bound in this gloom
Darkness, my torture is wait for the end
Sadness, I wait for the blade to descend
Darkness, above me the pendulum swings
Madness, around me the torture begins
Sadness, memories of life seem to fade
Heartless, I’m trapped like a beast in a cage