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