They say to me. Open this door. curiosity screams. Whatever could it be. Back behind that door. A piano. The keys are all dusty. The strings are all untuned. Back behind that door. At the piano. But she plays no more. It so long ago. On the piano. She's who I hear. She began to play. She took my breath away. She said to me too. That I'll stay with you. But it just seemed to be. She played alone for me. I poured her blood. On the fire of my rage. I locked up her shrine. They questioned in time. At the piano. She's who I hear. She began to play. She took my breath away. At the piano. I stand by her. But it just seemed to be. She played alone for me. They opened up the door. And how they cried. I heard her mother plea. her father struck out at me. They tore her from her chair. No one believed me there. I was so insane. With the strech and the pain. At the piano. She's who I hear. She began to play. She took my breath away. At the piano. She's who I hear. As I began to play. I took her breath away.