Porcelain Doll

Little tiny heart of gold
that broke so young and bled so fast
little tiny fragile eyes
emit the tears of glass

porcelain features, so fragile they are
frozen with a painted frown
blushing cheeks and bright red lips
-- you're bound to hit the ground

emptiness that lay's inside
yet outside seems so full of life
perfect hair and perfect face
-- the doll who's bound to take your place

heartless demon. soul-less wretch
dolls as perfect as can get
meaningless love with cold, glazed eyes
there is no hope, there is no life

never said a word yet glassy eyes must say it all
never heard a word you said, it pretends it's a doll
...

porcelain doll that has its wings
that sees the sky and tries to sing
relinquishing havoc among those that lost
you're bound to turn into a porcelain doll...