Malcolm Grey

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!?