كلمات 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!?