Late in the night when i close my eyes
   my thoughts oscillate
   in the tunnel of life and death
   it's so cold, it's so dark as i try to get free
   red eyes of fire staring at me
  
   chorus
  
   torture in the tower,
   they're coming down on me
   torture in the tower,
   is it real or fantasy
  
   i see a hangman, staring at me
   i get the feeling, he's waiting for me
   my sweat's running cold
   the axe falls through the air
   my head is falling, my soul screams in despair