43rd Floor Lyrics

	43rd floor
	In his room alone
	He is scared
	But this is home
	43rd floor
	He looks at his toys
	Behind that door
	Was again a noise
	43rd floor
	In the night
	It's three o'clock
	That's the time they fight
	43rd floor
	The toys are alive
	They protected him
	A puppet still holds the knife
	43rd floor
	His soul is sore
	But nobody hurts him
	Nevermore
	43rd floor
	What a tragic demis
	Blood on the carpet
	Encloses the flies
	43rd floor
	No sound at all
	A bizarre still-life
	With blood on the wall
	43rd floor
	In the seventh week
	They gnaw the rests
	Of a corpse's cheek
	In the next room
	Sit the remains
	And the beasts
	Are catching flames
	A fire slowly
	Burns the scene
	It turns to dust
	Forever unseen
	The smoke creeps
	Under the front door
	And keeps the secret
	Of the 43rd floor

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