Letra de Behind these walls

Walking in the garden, picking flowers in the sun
Madeleine is on her own
She can´t see any of the other nuns
Is she blind or is it her mind
What´s going on? What´s going on behind these walls...

All the birds are singing, but Madeleine can´t hear their song
Memories of screams in the night
Moaning coming from below where the prison cells are cold
She does not understand what´s going on

Now the bell is ringing, communion time has come again
Is Father Picard really a friend?
The bible in their hands remainds they all the wine
The sour tasting blood of Christ
What´s going on? What´s going on behind these walls....

What´s going on? Behind these walls....