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