In a place for someone, a place for someone special like you Where you hide from yourself and your darkest secrets and Deepest desires And you yearn to let go, an affirmation as to follow your needs But your needs are but dark lesser forms of malice that battens on Others That bereavment's a fair price, as your needs are more important Than theirs To rape, to incest and to kill becomes your reason for life That's no reason for life But sadly a funeral (But sadly a funeral) Of a porcelain doll And you break the system, under radar you are free to progress As you unleash your hell on another victim and ruin a life Where did sympathy go? Where did the downfall of humanity start? The inequity ends fast for you but for others it echoes forever That's no reason for life But sadly a funeral (But sadly a funeral) Of a porcelain doll