What's on the ground,
The ground that covers me?
What's in the moonlight?
Another sense to be...
What's waking inside
Inside this crystal sand?
It looks like a fairy-tale
With a very cruel end...
What's in the house,
The house that breathes so dark?
What's in the wounds
That kiss me like a shark?
What_s on the faces
Of masks there on the wall?
It looks like Wonderland
Where I'm just a doll...
How many lives
I've fired in my dreams...
How many times...
But sorrow still exists
The sense of guilt
With noone to be safe
