the moon, on a blackened sky
here i wait, by the light tower
a pair of lights, comes closer down the road on a thunderful night
he drives to meet me here

tonight, i´ll die in black and white
just like a hitchcock star
thrown in his arms tonight
i´ll die in hitchock light

the wolf[wind? or man?], plays with my hair
as he touched my cheek
to catch a red tear
his chin feels rough
as he whispers in my ear "tonight you will die, as a hitchcock starlet"

tonight, i´ll die in black and white
just like a hitchcock star
thrown in his arms tonight
i´ll die in hitchcock light

tonight, i´ll die in black and white
just like a hitchcock star
thrown in his arms tonight
i´ll die in hitchcock light

i´ll die in hitchcock
die in hitchcock star