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