NARRATOR: Beside the girl's body her suicide note and the words from the doll's song was all that she wrote It was published in papers, discussed, yet despite this the dolls kept broadcasting all day and all night
(The sound of Elysian Night playing over radio)
Columnists bantered, parent groups fumed and distrust, fear and anger rose, spread and loomed The dolls were derided, distained and decried and everyone waited for the match to ignite
BYRON: It won’t be too long folks til our doll runs this town We’re voting him in and it’s happening now We’re all at the corssroads where worlds connect And your kids are all dancing each night with the dead
NARRATOR: Kill the dolls kill the dolls everyone screamed
BYRON: Now my friends just hold on, that is not what i mean
NARRATOR: But whatever he meant no one cared or would hear There was blood in their eyes and a riot was reared
The streets are chaotic as bonfires glow In the alleys and flames fear and furor just grow The dolls are picked up and then thrown in the fire and the fever of violence and panic conspire
Poor Byron he runs to find jasper his love as the dolls are torn limb from limb, torched and burned up No one 's left to listen to his speeches or cries He's fanned the flames that kill his dear doll tonight
BYRON: Where’s my angel? Where’s my angel? Where’s my angel? Where’s my angel?
(They city is exploding in a fiery riot. Citizens are throwing dolls on bonfires. Byron is frantically trying to find Jasper. He finally sees him being carried by some rioters towards a bonfire. He races after them trying to stop them. He arrives just as Jasper is being thrown and leaps to stop it.)