|
From the dolls switching mourning |
|
To a corner of life, who are hiding |
|
One life is hiding as it cries |
|
As the other hails the dolls like human lives |
|
A shapeless god in a room of dolls did the yell |
|
From the cradle goes the bell |
|
Other rooms do the ticks |
|
As the body goes in flips |
|
One life still hiding as it cries |
|
A shapeless god in a room of dolls did the yell |
|
From the cradle goes the bell |
|
Just let me see them all ticking through the hall late at night |
|
Ticking with their bells, yes, ticking, ticking, ticking to my mind |
|
Welcome to a world where you have to explore |
|
They do the demon sign, could the sign be from Hell? |
|
Just let me see them all ticking through the hall late at night |
|
Ticking with their bells, yes, ticking, ticking, ticking to my mind |
|
From the cradle goes the bell |
|
Just let me see them all ticking through the hall late at night |
|
Ticking with their bells, yes, ticking, ticking, ticking to my mind |
|
Welcome to a world where you have to explore |
|
From the cradle, from the cradle goes the bell |
|
From the dolls switching mourning |
|
To a corner of life, who are hiding |
|
One life is hiding as it cries |
|
As the other hails the dolls like human lives |
|
A shapeless god in a room of dolls did the yell |
|
From the cradle goes the bell |
|
The Bell |