| Heard that sound again with same reaction |
| Too many people watching from below |
| Couldn’t help himself from bending |
| Wouldn’t care even think defending |
| Easy way to lose and let it go |
| Took a breath, but couldn’t lose that impression |
| Apprehension sat in him to stay |
| «Master, leave me be, I’m crawling |
| You would love to see me falling!» |
| Falling in a flat spin… |
| Try to rape me with lies |
| I’ll never be your fiend |
| Spinning the dice of what I feel |
| I just hate this disguise |
| I’m not your fetter fiend |
| There’s just too much that you haven’t seen |
| Hanging on by a thread or narrow grinning (end of spinning) |
| Made his way down from the 14th floor |
| Had found his lady in heat |
| Dancing in devil’s sheets |
| So much to say, oh let the lackey pray |
| Try to rape me with lies |
| I’ll never be your fiend |
| Spinning the dice of what I feel |
| I just hate this disguise |
| I’m not your fetter fiend |
| There’s just too much that you haven’t seen |
| Anything you ever said |
| The hate you breed, the love you spread |
| Pushing down onto the ground his head |
| With fury, so they said |
| Everything around this blunder |
| The Pantaloon lies six feet under |
| Anything you ever said |
| Your thoughts I couldn’t read… |