Prison Of Terror by The Edge Of Reason Lyrics

Verse 1:
With blood on his hands he's holding the music box
He's in his prison cell he never locks
Waiting for someone with dark obsessed eyes
His only satisfaction are dead twitching bodies

Pre-Chorus
This is not how it should be
The madness begins with a little melody

Chorus:
Keep your ears shut
Don't listen to this little slut
She graps at your head
Be careful
Her sound makes you mad

Keep your ears shut
Don't listen to this little slut
She graps at your head
Be careful
Her sound makes you mad
Verse 2:
Years later the music box was found
A little girl screamed out loud
Now in prison she strolls about
Strolls about!
With a white dress like a shroud

Pre-Chorus
This is not how it should be
The madness begins with a little melody

Chorus:
Keep your ears shut
Don't listen to this little slut
She graps at your head
Be careful
Her sound makes you mad

Keep your ears shut
Don't listen to this little slut
She graps at your head
Be careful
Her sound makes you mad

Die now!
Obsessed!

Chorus:
Keep your ears shut
Don't listen to this little slut
She graps at your head
Be careful
Her sound makes you mad

Keep your ears shut
Don't listen to this little slut
She graps at your head
Be careful
Her sound makes you mad