The Tell-Tale Beat

A vulture eye, pale and cold Watching, waiting, my madness unfolds A rhythm beneath the silent floor A heartbeat whispers: I’ll pay the score The tell-tale beat, it echoes near A growing dread, a primal fear A guilty soul, a fractured mind A crimson stain, humanity confined A shadow crawling, it gnaws my brain The silent watcher, my guilt's domain A chilling silence, a vacant gaze A secret burning through a crimson haze The tell-tale beat, it echoes near A growing dread, a primal fear A guilty soul, a fractured mind A crimson stain, humanity confined A splintered mind, the void takes hold The pulse devours, the lies unfold Each beat a knife that cuts my will No silence now, no soul to still The tell-tale beat, it echoes near A growing dread, a primal fear A guilty soul, a fractured mind A crimson stain, humanity confined The beat grows silent, then thunders loud The walls cave in, my guilt allowed The truth erupts, claws through the air A haunting legacy, despair laid bare Lyrics: Cheshirah