Covered up with sheets
Strangled by the rhythm of her feet
Fingers fold this never gets old
Motions of gold
She does what she's told
And she sees doesn't speak
Waiting for him to leave
And she bleeds doesn't breath
Quiet till she falls asleep
Ice cold skin, she can't even win
It always has been
She spins
She keeps spinning
He keeps winning
She cried, since the beginning
Power of the moon
The dark will enter soon
Moving in an empty room
He keeps winning
She keeps spinning
He shuts her mouth
She doesn't make a sound
And she sees doesn't speak
Waiting for him to leave
And she bleeds doesn't breath
Quiet till she falls asleep