Blood on Hands -

Everything around you

And all the things around you

Maybe you’ve noticed

The why of your existence

All doors are closed

And dirty hands of blood

But still a light

Can make you blind?

Behind the curtains

Something waiting for you

And there’s always a surprise

And the blood on hands

Are you happy?

Or just pretend to be?

The theater of life

Tormenting me

I don’t know where

To leave my heart

It stays right here

Without this pain

All doors are closed

And dirty hands of blood

But still a light

Can make you blind?

Behind the curtains

Something waiting for you

And there is always surprise

And the blood on hands