I can feel them slip away
Soon the seconds turn to minutes
..Turn to hours..Turn to days..
Thump..thump..thump.., I feel the pounding
Hear it echo through my head
Balck and bounding, ring resounding
Pound! Pound! Pound! the darkened dread
Crash..crash..crash.., I sense the onslaught
I can feel it growing near
Soon the sound precedes the pound
Afraid now that I fear my fear
Whack..whack..whack.., it's growing louder
Drowning out my struggled breath
Questions burning, thoughts are churning
Just alive for lack of death
Bang..bang..bang.., it's never stopping
Empty rooms do echo free
Through placid walls and empty halls
The tolls forever ring
Let me sleep a night in peace
A second's silence from the violence
But the sound shall never cease
Boom! boom! boom! I can not take it
I can't hear another tick
Thoughts are dreary, eyes are weary
Reaching for my walking stick
Bring the torture to a rest
And in my binge I bringe revenge
And take a weight off of my chest
Sweet, sweet, sweet the song of silence
Not a sound within my room
...Sickly silent...Deathly quiet...
...Now it seems I'm in a tomb...
Dead..dead..dead.., I've killed the tolling
Brought the pounding to an end
No single sound...within...without...
..I've just killed my only friend..
No..no..no I can't endure it
Silence chills me to the bone
Now I'm crying, slowly dying
Silence feeling so alone