A scream in darkness, a hopeless fight

Eyes that burn in the night

Blood is drippin' from a knife

The ripper's struck, could be your wife 

The beast is striking like a dog

The dog is dying in the morning fog

Wornout resting in his hide

Sleepin' light - with eyes open wide 



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Eddie likes torture and pain

But Eddie's crying in the rain

Eddie's got a twisted brain

And neighbours say that he's insane

Then Eddie - strikes again 



The dog is wakin' up each night

Revengeful, lonesome with no fright

Eddie's blade, is Eddie's toy

Satan come and get your boy! 



(chorus)