grand // son

EP: Gallows Writings
Story: A Tell-Tale Heart by Edgar Allen Poe
Occasion: Halloween!

Lyrics:
[Intro]
True...
nervous...
very, very dreadfully nervous…

Can you hear it? 
It never stops.

Every silence learns to throb.

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[Verse 1]
I kept my eye upon the eye,
Blue as heaven, 
cold as why.
Night by night I slid the door,
Breathing less
but feeling more.

The lamplight trembled on the thread,
Between the living
and the dead.
When I struck,
it didn’t scream—
The silence split my sanity.

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[Pre-Chorus]
Shh...
listen closer,
can you tell?
It’s not the floorboards...
It’s myself.

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[Chorus]
It’s in the walls,
it’s in my veins,
Truth that beats beneath the chains.
Every lie I bury starts to start—
Can’t kill a sound this sharp.
You can hide the body,
not the heart.

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[Verse 2]
The officer smiles,
I match his grin,
Tea still warm,
my nerves wear thin.
He asks of noise,
I say “the wind,”
But the wind is beating from within.

Each tick a blade inside my head,
Each pulse a voice of what I fed.
Their questions soft,
their boots so loud—
The truth stood up and joined the crowd.

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[Bridge]
“Stop the sound! Tear up the floor!”
“Never—more.”

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[Final Chorus]
It’s in the walls,
it’s in my veins,
Truth outloves what sin contains.
I screamed to God to tear it apart—
He laughed and called it art.
You can still hear me through the floorboards—
heart!
heart!
heart!

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[Outro]
“Villains!—dissemble no more!
I admit the deed!”

[Prog/Metal] Beneath The Floorboards (17/16)

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