She paints black pictures, her eyes filled with sorrow than she cries
The curtain falls
Raped by her life
Left alone in these neverending night
Her restless times
Sad in these hours
These moments, she's walking down the hall
She begins to smile...
She's going wild, oh she had a knife
She's going wild, she's not satisfied
Black dressed appearing, a life without feeling
No thoughts, no love inside
Despairing and dreaming, amazed by a bitter taste of joy, her bloody toy
She cuts again, thens she's leaving with a trial of blood the hall and begins to cry
All she want is to be loved
Tonight she goes too far
She's gone without a trace and now the curtains close again
She's going so wild