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You can hear the footsteps through the thick wall Outline of a demon behind your eyeball Making your mind walk and your skin crawl Outline of a demon Tunnel vision, dungeon breath A brief but sudden brush with death Sickness sometimes slips away When it does I’m sure to claw it back Everyone I know is up there in the watchtower I am all alone thinking in my cellar You can count the days passed Scratched in the stone wall Outline of a demon behind your eyeball Your next encounter could be your downfall Outline of a demon Staring at the dripping tap I want to put each droplet back Darkness from which they emerged is safer So much further from the sun Everyone I know is up there in the watchtower I am all alone thinking in my cellar From Letras Mania