ANNABELLE:

ANNABELLE: 
Winding all the dials and the wires and the spires and the 
tests for the connections and injections still to run 
Capacitors and meters and the alkali and beakers 
The restating of equations for the phase about to come 

Please come back to me there’s so much we could be 
Please come back, with voltage i invoke 
Please come back from empty cracks and berths of black 
Come to me, i’m summoning the Ghost 

Be my angel, my angel 
Be my angel, rescue me 
be my angel, my angel 
be an angel be with me 

chorus: 
Please come back from bowels of black 
From silent shores to me once more 
Through veils and gates and seas of slate 
To blood wet moors where i await ashore 

Years of all my theories and hypothesis and inquiries 
No gathering cadavers and they kicked me out of school 
All alone with theorems and experiments and endless tests 
Years in labs and numberlands but now i’ve reached the goal 

Please come back so we can have a life at last 
Please come back, i grab at heaven’s throat 
Please come back, i beckon, beg and cry and laugh 
Come to me, i’m summoning the ghost 

Be my angel, my angel 
Be my angel, rescue me 
be my angel, be my angel 
be an angel be 

chorus: 
Please come back from bowels of black 
from silent shores to me once more 
Through veils and gates and seas of slate 
To blood wet moors where i await ashore 

(She sings quietly and tenderly to the mannequin construct) 

Please come speak to me 
Please come speak to me 
All the things we can share and conceive 
if you'll come speak to me 

I remember you from school 
You were dashing and i so uncool 
You didn't know i was alive until that one night 
we spoke and you kissed me 

But then i was expelled 
You married her as well 
and now you‘ve died, but i can bring you back to life 
and soon you'll speak to me 

(She gradually gets more and more impassioned) 

Be my angel, be my angel 
Be my angel, rescue me 
Be my angel, be my angel 
Be an angel be with me (3x) 

Please come back so we can have a life at last 
Please come back, i grab at heaven’s throat 
Please come back, i beckon, beg and cry and laugh 
Come to me, i’m summoning the ghost 

chorus: 
Please come back from bowels of black 
From silent shores to me once more 
Through veils and gates and seas of slate 
To blood wet moors where i await ashore