Without Face – The Picture

I'm hunting a nightmare

on the road to the old

Castle of my calm, of my dreams

My new home

The moon lights my way

and shows the dark windows nearly

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Stepping into my room

I'm welcomed by light

And the picture on my wall

Silently says good night

I wake up with the sun

but I'm really not the one

The painting with the balcony seems to move like the dawn

I break away from the mistery

But to visit the garden

and see my magnetic balcony

understand what happens

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Running back to the picture

Looking night and day

Madness and reality

Fighting in my brain

And the picture slowly shows itself

Painted figures with painted selves

A girl in the dark every night

waiting for the torture: the killer's knife

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Bloody eyes try to find the way

Trembling hands try to find the key

Blood, wash the torture...

Blood, break the curse...

In the dark - in the night

With the knife - in my heart...

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