Slowly as they reach my soul 
with confiding holgrams, why? 
Someone pull the strings for me 
I am getting weaker 
now they're in control

illusion made of glass
 inside a screen 
they transformate my soul  [bad word] black
 my skill to love is gone 
I can not feel 
 [bad word] 
and makes me
breathe 

Someone paint my dreams in blood 
with [bad word]  why? 
things that I can touch and feel 
are now behind the curtain 
exit time, please