Though I shut the box, still I hear it
One voice through the lock
In its song, a prophecy
Why must it haunt me
(Coming to me, live in purity)
Why does it want me
(Live in purity, moving, through me)
Every night, I'm drawn to the music
Drawn into a Heaven in Hell
Every day, I try not to choose it
To refuse a Heaven in Hell
Lost and found in its arms
Lost and found in its arms
Lost and found in its arms
Lost and found in its arms
Each note tells a tale, yet unwritten
I breathe, it exhales, warning in its melody
Why must it haunt me
(Coming to me, live in purity)
Why does it want me
(Live in purity, moving, through me)
Every night, I'm drawn to the music
Drawn into a Heaven in Hell
Every day, I try not to choose it
To refuse a Heaven in Hell
Lost and found in its arms
Lost and found in its arms
Lost and found in its arms
Lost and found in its arms
Why must it haunt me
(Coming to me, live in purity)
Why does it want me
(Live in purity, moving, through me)
Every night, I'm drawn to the music
Drawn into a Heaven in Hell
Every day, I try not to choose it
To refuse a Heaven in Hell
Lost and found in its arms
Lost and found in its arms
Lost and found in its arms
Lost and found in its arms