Dark Decision Void of Light No turning back No hindsight Calculated, Cold I planned each step Sequence initiated This ends without breath Years of torment Years of pain Surrounded by darkness Driven insane It ends at eleven When tolling bells call I'll silence that clock With a brick to the wall The ticks, the tocks They never stop No sleep, no dreams As the pendulum chops I measured the distance Counted each strike Held to my script Till the timing was right No advanced warning One final tick One swing remains Then in comes the brick No second chances No final plea One swift judgement Delivered by me One breath... One brick... One strike... Direct Hit...! Glass litters the floor Brass hits the stone Silence arrives No tocks, no tones No blood on the floor No sirens cry Only splinters of seconds As the old clock dies The hands stopped turning The face now still The room stands silent Against its will The eleventh hour... My victim... The Clock! I found my peace... When the pendulum stopped!
