Be that as it may

My broken ballerina

Of the broken music box

Play for me your sallow tune

Dance for me your twisted dance

Wind the dial

Open the hatch

Let the lullaby lull you

Into forged smiles

And forgotten loves

Shiny things all lost

Spin around

Turn the other cheek

Again and again

So many times

You break your neck trying

My broken music box

Play for me your sallow tune

Come closer

The window of life and death

Has been opened

The devils fingers are twisting around you

Come closer

The song is calling for you

It wants its shiny things back

Dance for me your twisted dance

Thief of hearts

Thief of souls

You're the reason the king is dead…

You're the reason the ballerina cries…

You're the reason she dances so twisted…

You're the reason I can't sleep at night

Return to me my shiny things!

My heart

My soul

Wrapped up in pretty pink ribbons

Around my ankles and wrists

In my mouth

Down my throat

Around my heart

Holding me

Chocking me

Breaking me

My pink puppet strings

Making me move

And live

And breathe

Play for me

My puppeteer

The sallow tone

Of my broken music box

Dressed in my ballerina gown

No more shiny things

No heart

No soul

Return to me my shiny things!