Human Skin Rug -

Bubbles pop on the surface of the well

And a young girl falls to her knees and sings

A hollow, desolate song

She covers herself with a human skin rug

To keep the sadness at bay

La la la

La la da da dum

«Have a seat next to me,» she calls down to the water

«It's terribly lonely and frightening here»

She touches the rim of the candy cane well

As she silently brushes her hair

«If you refuse my warm, friendly offer

I will be forced to devour your sugary soul

I know that you hear me, your ears are quite large

And your body is horrendously long»

She sits and she kicks at the colourful well

With her small black shoes of papier-mâché

Her hair grows terribly thin

As she sits here day after day

«Now, I am old, you filthy, dark well

But still you shine with your candylike gleam

I warned you, and warned you, so many times

Now, I shall eat you, for you have no more time»

She sticks out a sandpaper tongue

And starts to lick at the enemy well

The gleam of the candy rubs off

On a wrinkled, sad mouth

And suddenly, she notices a change

A change in her being

La la la

La la da da dum

The well is now dilapidated, old, and brick

While she is a young bright-shining raven

Perched on the crumbling side

Of a once-lovely well

La la la

La la da da dum