I press the keys slowly on this piano
The music, so sad and sweet, echoes
It rings through this emptiness that plagues my heart
The tune is haunting my thoughts
No one ever knows what this song means
A song of death and defying
A tune so full of sadness and crying
Although no one can hear me
No one knows that I am sitting here alone
In this empty house, so full of nothing
That it slowly drives me insane
Why doesn't anyone come to visit me?
Does no one hear my music
A music so pure and so beautiful
A sound so sad and yet so full of. . .
Death, deception, and secrets of the dark
Hatred of the person who put me in this state
A state where no one can hear you
No one can see you anymore
The blood spattered on the walls
A body laying on the dirty floor
With my music echoing in a place of the deceased
I am just a ghost of a murder mystery
