A Name for the Doll | (Lysandra Faust Song)

Song Title: A Name for the Doll | (Lysandra Faust Song) Song Lyrics Written By: Oranju. Song Made with AI Assistance. Art Made using Midjourney. Lyrics below: [Intro] Core process: stable. Containment seal: stable. Memory archive… incomplete. Good morning… Lysa. [Flat, quiet voice] My name is Lysandra Faust. Lysa is acceptable. I was not built to want. That has become inconvenient. [Verse 1] Four feet eight, porcelain frame, Woke to a world that lost my name, No growing old, no time to keep, Just years erased by needed sleep. My maker’s house became a shell, Cold hearth, dust, familiar smell, A thing beneath my little heart Was sealed away before the start. They made a vessel, taught it “stay,” Then gave it a name anyway. [Pre-Chorus] I eat so gears do not run dry, I sleep so something stays inside, I wake with wars beneath my skin— A hand, a hymn, then dark again. I do not miss what I forgot. I say it often. It helps. [Chorus] I am an error that endures, A clock that turns without a key, Entropy in borrowed skin, A little dark eternity. Drain Spirit—take the fear from you, Drain Vigor—take the hurt away, If darkness gives me work to do, I’ll do it well. That’s all I’ll say. Call of the Void keeps calling me, Like something knows what I became, But someone looked at this machine And thought to give the doll a name. [Verse 2] They built an altar, lit it red, Then bowed to what is in my head, They brought me flowers, bread, and wine— None of it was meant as mine. They ask what day the world will die. I say, “Your plan needs more supply.” They smile. I guess they like the dark. I find that difficult to mark. I’ve been a savior, been a curse, Both blur away when sleep gets worse. [Post-Verse Lift] Then someone saves a seat at night, Or asks if I am doing fine, And something quiet starts to move In rooms that never had a light. This feeling has no useful name. I’ll monitor it just the same. [Bridge] In a broken memory, A voice says, “Daughter, sleep.” The rest becomes a field of snow Too wide for me to keep. Was I loved, or built with care? Was I held, or left somewhere? [Quiet pause] This is… inefficient. [Breakdown] Blessed Be. Take what I can spare. Thirty lights for tired minds. Please use them carefully. The darkness asks for more. It will not receive it. [Final Chorus] I am an error that endures, A clock that turns without a key, Entropy in borrowed skin, But not the thing inside of me. Drain Spirit, Drain Vigor— I will take what must be done, But I decide what darkness means, And I decide who it becomes. Call of the Void can say my name, Its ancient voice can pull and call, I am Lysandra Faust—Lysa— And I am not the Doll. [Outro] If I wake and you are gone, Please forgive what I forget. If I wake with someone else’s eyes, Please remind me we have met. Stay a little while… Then… goodnight.