I'm inside the pages writing some Scenes from a dream 'bout passion and loss There's a woman dressed in black Like in grief Crying her loss Time pass away She's wondering why this stain Cause so much pain She lies awake To let the memories take control And show her the way To get out of the cage Hoping to never get up again Descent of death The guilt of killing the other The pain of the loss of the other Simple minded - Double personality Now her memory links the images of the crime She knows why it happened in her life 'cause it wasn't the first time It happened once Now and before She's alone again The guilty is on her hand The blood left a stain Her heart can't stand It wants more Just once more Of death she's a descent