I hear your footsteps,
Down the darkened alley,
I feel your breath,
Which has killed your sound,
Now stop walking recklessly,
And,
Turn around....

Do you hear the soft piano notes?
A gentle wind gushes by,
Now cover up your ears, and cry,
For help. (There's none around)

The piano notes get louder,
You get up, follow them,
As if hypnotised,
You peep through the darkness,
And see me,
Playing them in the faintest hue of light.

You look at me,
I turn around...

(It seems as if you've seen a ghost)

You thought I had died,
The salt wounds,
They're still alive.

Now,
It's time,
To bid a bye,
The Vendetta has risen,
In your Wildest Dreams at night...
(Screams and scars)