Darkness
Candles
Black, stars, cell
Falling to the bottom of a wishing well
Oh, let me be free to trap myself
with my dream and my hopes: and imagined wealth.
Tie myself up with rasberry laces
My body - be still while my mind keeps its races.

Lost
Alone
Forgotten and poor,
My biggest fear? I'm really not sure
My life no longer cares for me
And those whom I love do not love me.

Darkness
Candles
Black, stars, cell
The eerie sound of a clanging bell
Brings comfort now for the light is torture
I'm a bitch's child, a witch's daughter
Why should I rejoice in the good,
And wear my gratitiude like they say that I should?
Be glad of evil, there's plenty around,
it grows every night while pleasures abound.

Darkness
Candles
Black, stars, cell
Many a dreary story to tell
Cheer me up with some more bad news,
I have my own - these can only amuse,
Tales of distress, lost hope and calamity,
Stories that exceed the woeful extremity.

Darkness
Candles
Black, stars, cell.