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