In the darkest workshop corner it lies Designed perfection with breath-taking eyes Where the light avoids touching the wooden floor Artificial terror in angelic guise Her pallid and soft skin Seduces your will to caress Like the fullest glittering moon On a pitch-black sky Your heart will wither Until you crawl in despair Sad and gone, you see yourself reflected In her ghoulish and abysmal stare The most delicate and tender doll As she drains your decrepit soul The hollow creation Was built to devour All the lifeless victims that fall Under her vicious power Her pallid and soft skin Seduces your will to caress Like the fullest glittering moon On a pitch-black sky Your heart will wither Until you crawl in despair Sad and gone, you see yourself reflected In her ghoulish and abysmal stare The most delicate and tender doll As she drains your decrepit soul