Little Lying Loralye
Little lying Loralye
Little laughing girl
Locked up little girl
Like a little lying little laughing little girl
Look to the right, see the chamber
Where her fright is spun
Sitting there on her knees laughing madly
And yes, tears stream from her eyes
Opened, dark, and gleaming wide
A big grin is plastered on her face
With little lies whispering in her ears
Around her are shackles, plenty
Digging deep into her skin
And as she sits there bleeding, thoroughly
The lies screw up her perception of time
I'm sure she thinks she is asleep
While she's kept up in this keep
With little lies whispering to a little girl
Oh,
She's all alone
And she dosen't know
That that it so
Oh,
What woe is this
For such a pitiful soul
And she dosen't even know
Locked up all alone