Nobody knows who I am I can hide my emotions In an icy cold mask I have pulled the shutters Nobody knows who I am I can hide my emotions In an icy cold mask I have...

And he lay in his blood on the highway, with the bunch of lace at his throat. And he lay in his blood on the highway, with the bunch of lace at his throat.

And a great struggle I have undergone opening them. And a great struggle I have undergone opening them.