An Evil Sound Screaming - Acid Witch

It’s in the small hours when you feel it

Something twisting deep inside

Your conscience running rampant

From the truth you cannot hide

In the dead of night, you sob alone

But no one hears your cries

Except the four walls closing in

And the demons in your mind

And now you lay in silence

Your tears have stained the ground

Melancholy hangs thick in the air

Casting down its heavy shroud

But in your mind, it rises

A voice from lips unseen

The evil sound of laughter grows

From a whisper to a scream

Now nightmares flow like rivers

A lucid violent stream

A steady flow of images

So morbid and obscene

No sound now as you slumber

Pretending to be dead

A respite from waking hours

And the voices in your head

Drugs and sex to fill the void

But the chasm only grows

Screaming just intensifies

As white dust goes up your nose

Dark forces did you dabble in

And now await your turn

'Cause every witch’s destiny

Is that one day, she’ll burn

The evil sound that’s screaming

It’s all inside your head

The evil sound that’s laughing

Is all inside your head

Won’t stop until you’re dead

Won’t stop until you’re dead

Won’t stop until you’re dead

Won’t stop until you’re dead

Won’t stop until you’re dead

Won’t stop until you’re dead

Won’t stop until you’re dead

Won’t stop until you’re dead

Won’t stop until you’re dead

Won’t stop until you’re dead

Won’t stop until you’re dead

Won’t stop until you’re dead