I've been waiting for hours but time's standing still wondering if... if this is the thrill
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Story behind the song
"House of Wax" with Vincent Price
Lyrics
Not A Word
I see you now as you once were
naive and gentle, sweet and pure
So there you lay at my feet
not a word not a peep
Why don't you grovel? Why don't you speak?
Why do you lay there? It's reaction I seek
I burn you with fire, I poke you with pins
I hit you with paddles, tear at your skin
You're trying my patience, my bloods running cold
I'm sick of your shenanigans, this games getting old
Why don't you scream, or let out a wail
Show me some tears, let your resistance fail
I whip you, beat you, set you on fire
Throw you down stairs, call you a liar
I stab you with knives, poke you with sticks
put clamps on your nipple, stitch up your lips
But you don't say a word
I've been waiting for hours but time's standing still
wondering if... if this is the thrill
I've been put through this torment for far too long
What the hell is going on?
Why do you tease me? Why do you stare?
You've been tied to this rack, your not going nowhere
Why don't you grovel? Why don't you speak?
Why do you lay there, it's reaction I seek
You're trying my patience my blood's running cold
I'm sick of your shenanigans, this game's getting old
Why don't you scream or let out a wail
Show me some tears, let you resistance fail
I whip you, beat you, set you on fire
throw you down stairs, call you a liar
I stab you with Knives, poke you with sticks
Put clamps on your nipple, stitch up your lips
But you won't say a word
No, You don't say a word
You don't say a word
No, You don't say a word...
© 2004 Mark Dickinson
2004 Horror Of It All Music