At candlelight I've left the Buried Town My father has no might To keep me down
Some foreign scents Infesting clammy shade Induce me to repent Of my gambade
I'M NOT A CREATURE - I'M A DOLL... ...WITH COLD SYNTHETIC HEART I'M NOT A LIVING THING AT ALL... ...YOU'RE JUST A ''PIECE OF ART'' I'VE GOT A GEAR INSTEAD OF SOUL
Within a bulb I have a matter that can feel The bitter truth that strikes me with dismay Mechanic system, which supposed to be ideal I'm just an ugly brat of lab assay