The Eyes of the Beast - Dementor

You imagine what can happen

What can shorten your life in a second

Hand, knife, rope of a madman

Can lie low on every piece

Of the journey through darkness

Can you imagine pain and suffering?

Stab of a knife in the living body

Death is just a part of our lives

But you are afraid to see its temple

In depth of night you feel the look of mad eyes

Steps and looks of furious beast

You force yourself to forget the thought

Of wandering the world of shadows

That look belongs to you and to your body

Your sacrifice will be as big as your pain

Caused by the edge of steel

You’ll experience if reality really equals imagination

The eyes of the beast watch your suffering

Hands of a madmen destroys what still breathes

The eye of the beast dark and cold

Search for another innocent victim

It’s chosen the right to control human life

It took more than it ever gave

It’s time to give it what it deserves

It has only hope, quick death