Autumn Tears - The Broken Doll lyrics

Beware, dearest daughter, beware of the silent ones the beautiful ones for now, they are all but whispers tempered within the edifice of time Beware, dearest daughter for they are far less merciful than I Even in d**h, my spirit cries out to her weeping for the youth that was raped the innocence that was defiled her pale, child-like, porcelain face Now shattered into a thousand tiny fragments of lifeless beauty each reflecting its own horror I laugh at the mockery and irony of fate for she spares no ones as she dances hand in hand with time she taunts us with her invisible smile a smile which to me reflects only a masque a masque which my face no longer wear Beware, dearest daughter, beware of the silent ones beware, dearest daughter for they are far less merciful than I