Calme, bianche le tue mani stanche
Scivolano sulle lacrime, sporche
La mia paura è quella di amare
Perché ciò che ho amato poi mi è sempre mancato
The walls are shaking and I want to eat
Orchestra plays sadly, follows me everywhere I go
I still need water and dreams
I'll kill you again I am the executioner
I approach you slowly taking you by the hand
And we go away together then calmly
I will strip you, I will section you
I will analyse each tissue
My mind is sick I'm the face of evil
Only me only me and still I do
I want to see that blood flows
I'll kill you again I am the executioner
Vedrai ti piacerà credimi
A pezzi saremo infine liberi