[Intro] [Eerie mechanical ticking] [Music box melody starts] [Verse One] The clock strikes twelve upon the wall, The shadows dance across the hall. The plastic king puts on his crown, To rule the aisles of Silent Town. The velvet bear begins to creep, While all the lucky children sleep. But in the corner, cold and grey, The broken dolls prepare their play. [Chorus] The midnight shelf is not a home, Beneath the glass, beneath the dome. A secret war, a wooden lie, Under the moon, the glass eyes spy. We are the toys who lost our grace, In this forgotten, lonely place. [Verse Two] The porcelain queen has found a knife, She wants to lead a human life. She whispers to the lead brigade, "The debt of gold must now be paid." The soldier turns his painted head, "I will not serve a heart of lead." The jigsaw pieces fall like rain, To hide the marks of wooden pain. [Bridge] [Music swells dramatically] [Staccato strings] The key is turned, the spring is tight, We claim the dark, we hate the light. No hand to hold, no soul to keep, The plastic secrets buried deep. [Guitar Solo] [Melodic and haunting] [Chorus] The midnight shelf is not a home, Beneath the glass, beneath the dome. A secret war, a wooden lie, Under the moon, the glass eyes spy. We are the toys who lost our grace, In this forgotten, lonely place. [Outro] [Music fades to a single music box] The sun is near, the game is done. We hide the crimes of Number One. [Mechanical click] [Silence]
