In this place I call my homenFeels good to be an unknownnOr maybe I don't feel at allnThey think I'm crazy and I lurk around their hallsnThey want morenThey want morennI can't hear my own voicenKeep silent, pleasenI can't hear my own thoughtsnI can't hear my own voicenKeep silent, pleasenI can't hear my own thoughtsnI can't hear my own voicennIn this place they call a dreamnNothing really dream like appears to menShe just creepwalks outside my doornI let her inside but the only problem is nShe wants morenShe wants morenShe digs up to start more rumorsnThe lies they spread like malignant tumorsnnI can't hear my own voicenKeep silent, pleasenI can't hear my own voice (thoughts)nI can't hear my own thoughts (voice)nKeep silent, please?nnI ask her what the fuck you doingn(She says nothing at all)nShe tries to run away and escapen(But I throw her against the wall)nSaid You got some nerve to be in heren(And try to figure out my life)nWell that's too bad, it's far too latenBecause now you are my wifennShe said: You must be jokingn(I said nothing at all)nShe ran outside on the front porchnAnd then she started to fallnI caught her in my armsnAnd I kissed my new bridenShe wears the veil, I wear the suitnI woke up at 6:13 AM.