Letra de 43RD Floor
43rd floor In his room alone He is scared But this is home43rd floor He looks at his toys Behind that door Was again a noise43rd floor In the night It's three o'clock That's the time they fight43rd floor The toys are alive They protected him A puppet still holds the knife43rd floor His soul is sore But nobody hurts him Nevermore43rd floor What a tragic demis Blood on the carpet Encloses the flies43rd floor No sound at all A bizarre still-life With blood on the wall43rd floor In the seventh week They gnaw the rests Of a corpse's cheekIn the next room Sit the remains And the beasts Are catching flames A fire slowly Burns the scene It turns to dust Forever unseenThe smoke creeps Under the front door And keeps the secret Of the 43rd floor