The Pit and the Pendulum - Biff Byford

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