Details: Written by: Gary Johnston; Category: Music; Published: 27 December 2024

Lyrics

[Verse]
In a room painted quiet and shadows,
Sat a doll with a porcelain face,
Her eyes a cold, unsettling stillness,
Her smile a delicate trace.

[Verse]
She whispered at dusk and at midnight,
In a voice like a lullaby's hum,
“Come closer, my sweet little darling,
For the time to play has begun.”

[Chorus]
In the silence, she calls, in the dark, she sings,
A lullaby of shadows and terrible things.
She’ll weave her spell and lead you astray,
Until innocence fades away.

[Verse]
With tales of wonder and whispers of woe,
She spun her web of lies,
Promising secrets, treasures unknown,
That gleamed in her glassy eyes.

[Verse]
She spoke of realms where children ruled,
Of freedom and endless delight,
“All you must do,” she whispered low,
“Is silence them tonight.”

[Chorus]
In the silence, she calls, in the dark, she sings,
A lullaby of shadows and terrible things.
She’ll weave her spell and lead you astray,
Until innocence fades away.

[Bridge]
The child, in thrall, took each step,
Heart pounding, yet serene,
Under her gaze, so soft yet cold,
Entranced by her haunting sheen.

[Outro]
By dawn, the house lay in silence still,
As shadows stretched long and thin,
And there in the room, the doll sat poised,
Her porcelain smile—a sin.

The police found the boy in a trance-like state,
With no memory or tear to shed,
And the doll on the shelf, her eyes aglow,
Still whispering inside his head.