The Picture Lyrics - Singles - Without Face

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 

Stepping into my room 

I'm welcomed by light 

and the picture on my wall 

silently ways good night 

I wake up with the sun 

but I'm really not the one 

the paiting 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 

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 fro the torture: the killer's knife