Wr-

ith-

ing,

and

scream-

ing,

the

pain

just

won't

go

he'll

show

you

no

me-

rcy.

Your

im-

age,

in

his

hands,

it's

use-

less

to

try

es-

cap-

ing

his

cur-

ses.

The

pins

and

need-

les

prick

the

skin

of

lit-

tle

dolls.

T-

or-

tured,

and

flam-

ing,

you

give

birth

to

hell

liv-

ing

a

nigh-

tmare.

F-

eel-

ings

of

pi-

ty,

you'll

pray

for

your

death

but

he's

in

no

hur-

ry.

The

pins

and

need-

les

prick

the

skin

of

lit-

tle

dolls.

(No-

where

to

run)

your

fate

is

in

his

hands

(your

time

has

come)

you'll

live

to

his

com-

mand.

(I'm

warn-

ing

you)

the

worst

is

yet

to

come

(the

kil-

ler

who)

re-

mains

a

my-

ste-

ry.

I

that,

be-

lieve

in,

the

stor-

ies

of

old

would

nev-

er

fight

it.

Ven-

geance,

and

cur-

ses,

that

play

on

your

soul

like

some-

thing

ig-

ni-

ted.

You

nev-

er

i-

mag-

ined

such

a

fate

could

fol-

low

you

And

when

it's

your

time

I

won-

der

how,

you'll

do

Your

kind

of

trou-

bles

run-

ning

deep-

er

than

the

sea

You

broke,

you've

been

the

lit-

tle

doll

is

you

(yeah).

(No-

where

to

run)

your

fate

is

in

his

hands

(your

time

has

come)

you'll

live

to

his

com-

mand.

(I'm

warn-

ing

you)

the

worst

is

yet

to

come

(the

kil-

ler

who)

re-

mains

a

my-

ste-

ry.

Writh-

ing,

and

scream-

ing,

the

pain

just

won't

go

he'll

show

you

no

me-

rcy.

Your

im-

age,

in

his

hands,

it's

use-

less

to

try

es-

cap-

ing

his

cur-

ses.

(No-

where

to

run)

your

fate

is

in

his

hands

(your

time

has

come)

you'll

live

to

his

com-

mand.

(I'm

warn-

ing

you)

the

worst

is

yet

to

come

(the

kil-

ler

who)

re-

mains

a

my-

ste-

ry.