The mask that I wear is my protection from her fear.
The pain I felt when she pulled it away, it grew bigger when she, screaming, ran away.
She said she never feared me, but those were only lies.
And even though she looks like an angel, is she the devil in disguise?
I love her, I love her with all my might, but it only makes her run away in fright.
It wouldn't be torture, it would be pure bliss, if I could, just once, feel her lips brush against mine in a beautiful kiss.
Oh mother, the only emotion you had for me was hate and even though this young nightingale has your face, she is my fate.
When I sing to her I can see the love and desire burning in her eyes.
And even though she looks like an angel, is she the devil in disguise?
The pain I felt when she pulled it away, it grew bigger when she, screaming, ran away.
She said she never feared me, but those were only lies.
And even though she looks like an angel, is she the devil in disguise?
I love her, I love her with all my might, but it only makes her run away in fright.
It wouldn't be torture, it would be pure bliss, if I could, just once, feel her lips brush against mine in a beautiful kiss.
Oh mother, the only emotion you had for me was hate and even though this young nightingale has your face, she is my fate.
When I sing to her I can see the love and desire burning in her eyes.
And even though she looks like an angel, is she the devil in disguise?
