Dorian Gray (The Painting)

Was Dorian Gray a man?
Is he a painting on a wall?
Is it all just madness?

Nothing in this world
Will ever be the same
Because the portrait on the wall
Is the face of Dorian Gray

Lips of ivory, face of gold
He'll stay that way 'till
He gets old and grey

Is it true that a man can never change?
Only the painting on the wall
Can show his pain hey hey

The hand on the picture
That's covered with blood
Takes away the justice
Of any real God hey hey

Nothing in this world
Will ever be the same
Because the portrait on the wall
Is the face of Dorian Gray

Lips of ivory, face of gold
He'll stay that way 'till
He gets old and grey

Is it true that a man can never change?
Only the painting on the wall
Can show his pain hey hey

The hand on the picture
That's covered with blood
Takes away the justice
Of any real God hey hey

In a moment of madness
He struck with a knife
Killed the painter of the portrait
That marred his life hey hey

With the same hand he found
Himself striking again
To take back the life that
Belonged to him hey hey

Was Dorian Gray a man?
Is he a painting on a wall?
Is it all just madness?

Was Dorian Gray a man?
Is he a painting on a wall?
Is it all just madness?