I was alone

In the darkness

Within the walls

Of a dungeon



They tied me down

I was helpless

There was no crime

I am not guilty



There was a pendulum dangling over my head

A sword of Damacles hanging by a thread

And I was chained like Prometheus wishing I was dead

There was a pendulum dangling over my head



And then it moved

A little lower

And then it swung

A little a faster



A little wider

A little slower

A litle wilder

A little lower



There was a pendulum circling over my head

Eyes like a vulture tearing me to shreads

And I was staring at disaster wishing I was dead

There was a pendulum circling over my head...