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