Ragged Little Dolls Lyrics
silent as a moths wingsyet cruel and violent, a dwelling place of demonsand other seemingly more tender things.But their fragile appearence deceivethey come, they come, it callssurely worthy of my outmost fearragged little dollsTiny little feet, tiny little handstiny little still heartshiny stearing marbled eyesWho goes there? come forthfrom the shadows, let me seetrembling with fear but still that is my wishbecause no dream can ever hurt me.In the pale moonlight a most hideous facelaughing hysterially, more and moreyet underneath, a whitering reflectionof a beauty that once was there.Awakened by screams, mu own it seemsand the rumbling soundof the rain, a thin stream of bloodfrom where her hand touchedI dear not fall asleep, ever again...
Morgul Ragged Little Dolls
