Though I shut the box
Still I hear it
One voice through the lock
In its song, a prophecy

Why must it haunt me
(Comming to me, live in purity)
Why does it want me
(Live in purity, moving, through me)

Every night, I'm drawn to the music
Drawn into a heaven in hell
Every day, I try not to choose it
To refuse a heaven in hell

Lost an found in its arms
Lost an found in its arms
Lost an found in its arms
Lost an found in its arms

Each note tells a tale
Yet unwritten
I breathe, it exhales
Warning in its melody

Why must it haunt me
(Comming to me, live in purity)
Why does it want me
(Live in purity, moving, through me)

Every night, I'm drawn to the music
Drawn into a heaven in hell
Every day, I try not to choose it
To refuse a heaven in hell

Lost an found in its arms
Lost an found in its arms
Lost an found in its arms
Lost an found in its arms

Why must it haunt me
(Comming to me, live in purity)
Why does it want me
(Live in purity, moving, through me)

Every night, I'm drawn to the music
Drawn into a heaven in hell
Every day, I try not to choose it
To refuse a heaven in hell

Lost an found in its arms
Lost an found in its arms
Lost an found in its arms
Lost an found in its arms