Night of the porclein dolls

There´s a pram tonight didn´t you know?

A pram for the twisted and wicked little girls

The night of the porclein dolls

Ravenblack ringlets and waves of pink synthetic hair

And lace everywhere

Velvet dresses in black and spiderweb kneesocks

Minitophats with black roses

Pink dresses with candy prints, rainbow unicorns

Wear a cupcake on your head and marshmallows on your fingers

This is the night when porclein dolls come to life

Let there be sweets and bloodfilled cakes

And a knife going through someones head

Laugh until you can´t breathe no more, what do a doll need lungs for anyway?

Let there be chocolate and a bloodfountain

Then climb up a mountain of corpses

And have a picnic on top of it

Play the harp on your ribcage while singing about the forgotten ones

And dance until your legs fall off

Then stitch them back and keep on dancing

And when the sunrise come then crawl back into your grave