We found an old doll
That was out in the grass
She has special powers
We set a black mass
We sat in a circle
All holding hands
The doll`s been held together
With old rubber bands
She`ll rise
She`ll rise
She`ll rise
I`ll lay her down in her gingebread coffin
She`s so pretty, all laid out in white
Lay her down in her gingerbread coffin
When we need her she`ll rise in the light
We`ll look down at the ground
And into her eyes
Passed around an old teacup
Filled up with dead flies
Surprise
Surprise
We brought, but not used
A collecton of knives
We`ll remember this moment
Through all of our lives
She`ll rise
She`ll rise
She`ll rise
Oh
I`ll lay her down in her gingerbread coffin
She`s so pretty, all laid out in white
Lay her down in her gingerbread coffin
When we need her, she`ll rise in the light
Lay her down in her gingerbread coffin
It`s a flickering, beautiful sight
Lay her down in her gingerbread coffin
When we need her, she`ll rise to the night...