In a workshop hidden from sight
Where moonbeams dance in the night
A dollmaker crafts with delicate hands
In the silence where mystery stands
Porcelain faces, eyes that gleam
In the dollmaker's whimsical dream
Threads of silk and strands of gold
In the workshop where tales unfold
The dollmaker's workshop, where secrets lie
In its corners, whispers fly
Dolls with souls in every seam
In the workshop's haunting scheme
A ballerina twirls in satin shoes
As the dollmaker weaves her muse
Lullabies echo in the air
In the workshop's tender care
Figures dance in the candle's glow
Where shadows flicker, come and go
A puppet master with hands so wise
In the workshop's endless ties
The dollmaker's workshop, where secrets lie
In its corners, whispers fly
Dolls with souls in every seam
In the workshop's haunting scheme
Can the dolls break free?
From the workshop's tapestry
Whispers linger, spirits call
In the workshop's haunting thrall
Years pass, but the workshop stays
Where memories linger in the haze
A story spun in threads and lace
In the workshop's timeless grace
The dollmaker's workshop, where secrets lie
In its corners, whispers fly
Dolls with souls in every seam
In the workshop's haunting scheme
In the moonlit workshop's embrace
The dollmaker finds her place
A tale woven in the night
In the workshop's delicate light