Old man with an evil eye
That rouses the urge to kill
Seven days I gazed upon your slumber
You deemed me mad
A heartless bastard
Only a fool assumes
Not induced by greed
Not persuaded by hatred
Only torment coerces me

I will obliterate him
Bury him underground
Gone forever
Never to be found

The beckoning darkness
At the stroke of midnight
Overcome by fear
Surmounted by my wrath
The deed is donе
His fate is sealed
I'vе no remorse
Prisoner of anguish nevermore
Now I'm free, the deed is done

Cold, still, pale
No pulse at all
Tear them up
Boards off the floor
No sign at all
Of struggle anywhere
I hear them
Knock on the door
Black, his hideous heart
Beats in the dark
The pulse of the dead

Now I desecrate him
Condemned his soul to hell
Gone forever
But still under his spell

Cold, still, pale
No pulse at all
Tear them up
Boards off the floor
No sign at all
Of struggle anywhere
I hear them
Knock on the door