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 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! 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