"Vanity made her insane
Robber a life to be the Diva"
The voices in the night
They hymn of what's been done
Behind the scenery a shot is heard
It's strange how no one knows
She simply disappeared
And somewhere in the dark
A spotless crime
Her body never found
Bleeding for the art
She's a rising star
Nineteen yeas, no rest for her soul
She wanders alone
(Haunting the cinema)
She will never laugh
She will never cry
Never blow a kiss from the screen
They took that away
On a december night
The one who lives in the spotlight grows a vanity
Becomes a monster behind rose and cheap perfume
Nobody wants an old "has been"
The reason for her crime
That's why she stole a life
Bleeding for the art
She's a rising star
Thirty years, no rest for her soul
The truth lies on hold
(Under the cinema)
So she fakes a smile
Teardrops in her eyes
Tries to blow a kiss from the screen
It's all filled with blame
Since that December night
(she's a falling star, now she went too far)
Since that December night
(waiting in the dark, envious of her)
Since that December night
(living with the blame, she will go insane, smiling out the pain)
Deep in the night you end up turning in your bed
Listen for a voice or a step out in the stairs
You are never safe
You'll live in poverty and shame and in fear
Deep in the night don't try to run you can not hide, know she's there
And all the voices that whispers they are hers
And be so sure, before you leave this life revenge will be grand
Yes you'll see it'll be grand
She'll make sure the truth is told
No one will for of this act
Come into the other side
All we need is you to sign
Have you seen the other side?
So I've got you dancing for me now,
You will never rest 'till I say how
No one ever leaves this place
No one gets away
Dance little one for me now
I will have you down at my feet now
(you will kiss her feet)
Do a little something for me now
(pay for what you've done)
Paying off the damage done
(You will see it's me, it's her time)
I will never see the sun
(Tonight, ladies and gentlemen, dies a new star)
Bleeding for the art
Used a blow a kiss when I
Was a rising star
Stardust fades with age
Tabloids are for fame
Only two lines on page three
"Thirty year old star
Past away last night
She was lying dead in bed"
Picture in her hand
Confession on the stand
She will never find no rest no
Deep in the night you end up turning in you bed
Listen for a voice or a step out in the stairs
You are never safe
You'll live in poverty and shame that I swear
Deep in the night don't try to run you can not hide, know I'm there
And all the voices that whispers they are mine
And be so sure, before you leave this life revenge will be mine
Yes the screen be mine
I'll make sure the truth is told
No one will forget about me
No!
She can not run forever
From what she's done
Nothing is what she pictured
(What has she done?)
(What have I done?)
"No one will remember you
All your fame was ended up by"
The death of a movie star