• The time's not now to effervesce
    The time has come to evanesce

    A frothing joy, you held it dear
    The little doll, yarn-hair of gold
    Cat's-eye marbles for its eyes
    Lips coral-pink, face just as cold

    But little dolls grow up to be
    Something stronger, something weak
    A twisted song-soul, just like me
    I am the future, for my sake, you seek

    The time's not now to effervesce
    Bubbling like a frothing joy
    The time has come to evanesce
    The calls of truth find every toy

    Little dolls never grow up
    Little dolls never live
    I'm not your lapdoll, beasty
    What you want, I cannot give

    Animate
    In the dark
    Suffocate
    Your hopeless prayer
    Satiate
    My bloodlust now
    Annotate
    Later my call's lair

    Worry not, it's not the symptom
    Nor is it some sinner's disease
    Not possessed nor mentally ill
    Twisting with this word with ease

    Watch as I slowly dissapear
    My talons drawn to full glory
    As my eyes turn to night they're finally clear
    Broke the glass in a manner most fury-gory

    Imperfect to your lying eyes
    Thunder rolls as I rejoice
    Dancing under your crying skies
    In this lightning I've found voice

    Not gorgeous-but that's what you see
    A broked doll-face, burnt and cracked-
    A tossed-off toy-you don't see me
    In front of us, Fate's toys are stacked

    No longer am I one of them
    I now concoct my own mayhem

    I'm not yours to effervesce
    I'm my own to evanesce

    The time's not now to effervesce
    The time has come to evanesce

    I've forgotten how to bubble
    All I remember is making trouble