Act 3: S7 - Bonfire of the Dolls

Beside the girl's body,
Her suicide note,
And the words from the doll's song
Was all that she wrote.

It was published in papers, discussed,
Yet despite this,
The dolls kept broadcasting
all day and all night.

Columnists bantered,
Parent groups fumed,
And distrust, fear and anger
Arose, spread and loomed.

The dolls were derided, disdained and decried,
And everyone waited
For the match to ignite-

It won't be too long, folks,
Till a doll runs this town,
We're votin' him in,
And it's happening now,
We are all at the crossroads
Where worlds connect
And your kids
are all dancing
each night with the dead!

Kill the dolls! Kill the dolls!

Everyone screamed

Now hold on,
this isn't at all what we mean!

But whatever he meant,
No one cared nor would hear,
There was blood in their eyes,
And a riot was reared!

The streets are chaotic,
As bonfires glow,
In the alleys and flames,
Fear and furor just grow.

The dolls are picked up,
And then thrown in the fire,
And a fever of violence
And panic conspires!

Poor Byron he runs
to find Jasper his love
As the dolls are torn limb from limb,
Torched, and burned up!

no one is left to listen
To his speeches or cries,
He's fanned the flames,
That kill his dear doll tonight!

Where's my angel?
Where's my angel?
Where's my angel?
Where's my angel?