I'm the Man Who Knew Too Much - Sadist

Marrakech, in the chaos of the eastern city

A knife, weapon of a crime among the screaming crowd

A doctor can hear the last words

Those that will fly over the London sky

Those damned voices in my brain

He’s among us, in the shadows of the theater

I am in panic, I have no control

Nobody can understand this feeling

I am the man who knew too much

The killer is among us

I am the man who knew too much

The killer is one of us

They play violent drums like death

The drama can go on again