Girl with stitched lips, whats your name?
And who named you before you came?
Please tell me why are you oh so sad,
Is it because of the previous life you had?
From whom have you inherited your eyes?
****** and orange; the color of burning skies.
Your pale face taut and soaked with tears,
What lurks in your mind m'lady; what kind of fears?
On your lips; who did the needlework?
Dried blood glosses the black thread of the artwork.
O' who is the man knocking on your door every night,
For what reason does he give you a fright?
Who lets him in as you live alone,
Why don't you ever answer the ringing phone?
What are the secrets that you hide,
That has caused your lips to be tied?
O' what are these dark secrets you can not reveal,
That has given you scars you can not heal?
