NARRATOR: 
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 

(The sound of Elysian Night playing over radio) 

Columnists bantered, parent groups fumed 
and [bad word]  fear and anger rose, spread and loomed 
The dolls were derided, distained and decried 
and everyone waited for the match to ignite 

BYRON: 
It won’t be too long folks til our [bad word] this town 
We’re voting him in and it’s happening now 
We’re all at the corssroads where worlds connect 
And your kids are all dancing each night with the dead 

NARRATOR: 
Kill the dolls kill the dolls everyone screamed 

BYRON: 
Now my friends just hold on, that is not what i mean 

NARRATOR: 
But whatever he meant no one cared or 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 the fever of violence and panic conspire 

Poor Byron [bad word] to find jasper his love 
as the dolls are torn limb from limb, torched and burned up 
No one 's left to listen to his speeches or cries 
He's fanned the flames that kill his dear doll tonight 

BYRON: 
Where’s my angel? 
Where’s my angel? 
Where’s my angel? 
Where’s my angel? 

(They city is exploding in a fiery riot. Citizens are throwing dolls on bonfires. Byron is frantically trying to find Jasper. He finally sees him being carried by some rioters towards a bonfire. He races after them trying to stop them. He arrives just as Jasper is being thrown and leaps to stop it.)