| My hands are red of blood | |
| But it's not mine | |
| Inside me there's no light and a frozen soul | |
| I can't understand but I like it | |
| Everything is clear but suddenly that piano.... | |
| That mesmerizing sound that pushes me to do it again | |
| Can someone tell me if it's true or not | |
| I'm scared by the pleasure I feel | |
| Too thin is the line between dream and reality | |
| Who is playing here?? | |
| Oh my God... The same melody | |
| Different is the scene and new is the victim | |
| But the old man playing is still the same | |
| Hey you, now I wanna see your fucking face | |
| Once for all stop it!!! | |
| ....No! It's not possible.... Your face is my face.... No | |
| Can someone tell me if it's true or not | |
| I'm scared by the pleasure I feel | |
| Too thin is the line between dream and reality | |
| Can someone tell me if it's true or not | |
| I'm scared by the pleasure I feel | |
| Too this is the line between dream and reality | |
| But now I know it was just a dream.... Or not!? |