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.