Seven candles on iced cake
Glitters stuck to your skin

Lacey stockings, velvet shoes
Rub that stardust off your eyes
It's past noon, sleepyhead

Wakey wakey now!!
Wake up, sleepyhead
Blow your candles out...
While your wishes count!

Wakey wakey now!!
Wake up, sleepyhead
Do you plan to be...
A child forever and ever..?

Seven candles on iced cake
Saved a slice just in case

Tiny finger blooms, tiny toes point
Such a lazy child, still as a doll
So, shoo, Mr. Sandman
Shooooo...

Wakey wakey now!!
Wake up, sleepyhead
Blow your candles out...
While your wishes count!

Wakey wakey now!!
Wake up, sleepyhead
Do you plan to be...
Asleep forever?

Sleepyhead, sleep 'til noon, 'til night
'til the moon is full
'til it's time for teeth to fall

Sleepyhead, sleep 'til noon, 'til night
'til the moon is full
'til it's time for teeth to fall

Wakey wakey now!!
Wake up, sleepyhead
Blow your candles out...
While your wishes count!

Wakey wakey now!!
wake up, sleepyhead
Do you plan to be...
A child forever and ever..?

Watch "Steampianist - Secrets of Wysteria - Feat. Vocaloid Oliver" on YouTube
https://youtu.be/G0yo8BREgD0

Little Gracie found a strange house,
A place to play just past all the trees.
Swift sharp needles do spot his face,
Before he feeds on the sheep's white fleece.Phan-tas-ma-go-ooo-ri-cal,
Willows of Wysteria.
A Memorial,
A Crescendo
Of HysteriaLittle children went astray
In the sunny soil beneath,
Wriggling worms in disarray.
Hear them laughing underneath.

Counting Ten, Nine, Zero fingers.
Won't you come and play The Grey Man's game?
Move quick, Be an artful dodger
When the cleavers start swishing in flames.Phan-tas-ma-go-ooo-ri-cal,
Willows of Wysteria.
A Memorial,
A Crescendo
Of Hysteria.Little children went astray
In the sunny soil beneath,
Wriggling worms in disarray.
Hear them laughing underneath.

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Watch "Steampianist - I Built a Spaceship feat. Oliver" on YouTube
https://youtu.be/v7JZP6aB3u8

Oooh, oooh
Oooh, oooh
Oh, my dear where have you gone
My walls are turning still
Oh, I cannot seem to find
A reason to go on
And I thought it would be fun
To have you gone
Was I wrong or was I right
To feel this way?
And so now that you are gone
I thought it would be fun
Oh, I thought it would be fun
Oh, I thought it would be fun
Thought I'd see an elephant (No point at all)
I thought it can make me smile (Oh nothing can)
So I thought I'd ride a boat (No point at all)
Oh but now it starts to sink (I sink alone)
And I thought it would be fun
To have you gone
Was I wrong or was I right
To feel this way?
And so now that you are gone
I thought it would be fun
Oh, I thought it would be fun
Oh, I thought it would be fun...
I built a spaceship for you and me
So we can see each other again
I built a spaceship for you and me
So we can be together again
With my spaceship we can go anywhere we like
With my spaceship we can reach the farthest star
With my spaceship, spaceship
Come and ride my spaceship, spaceship, spaceship
Ride unto the stars
With my spaceship we can go anywhere we like
With my spaceship we can reach the farthest star
With my spaceship we can go to the heavens and beyond
With my spaceship I can be...
(Finally with you)
I built a spaceship for you and me
So we can see each other again
I built a spaceship for you and me
So we can be together again
With my spaceship we can go anywhere we like
With my spaceship we can reach the farthest star
With my spaceship, spaceship
Come and ride my spaceship, spaceship, spaceship
Ride unto the stars...

Watch "Steampianist - The Boy With No Eyes feat. Oliver" on YouTube
https://youtu.be/abPMsfzJXQU

Enter the creaking house.
Isolated from life.
A warm home for the mice
And an abandoned boy.

His only friends were mice.
A life without much light.
Cut off from the world.
A motionless full stop.

An exciting stare off with the dark.
Oh but how he dreams of dreams.
Of what other things are out there.
Bustling sounds beyond the walls.

He’s got space and he’s got time.
In the sockets where his eyes should be.
It’s a strange tragedy, a genetic anomality.
He’s got space and he’s got time.
In the sockets where his eyes should be.
It’s a strange tragedy, a genetic anomality.

Having been given eyes
By his mousy friends.
He went out to the world.
To see the sights and scenes.

Returning to his home,
With a newly acquired
Pessimistic view.
Says he’d rather be blind!
"Than to see this awful world," he says.
"Filled with horrid creatures.
A marathon of life and death.
Spiraling pikes of black and grey."

The world is grey, the world is dead.
The world is full of grime and filth.
It’s a sight worse than hell.
It’s a nightmare coming true!
The world is grey, the world is dead.
The world is full of grime and filth.
It’s a sight worse than hell.
It’s a nightmare coming true!

His gratitude was sparse and dry.
Not a word of thank you to the mice.
Spiteful, the mice crawled up his face.
And with their claws, they scratched out his eyes...
Off his silly head!

He’s got space and he’s got time.
In the sockets where his eyes should be.
It’s a strange tragedy, a genetic anomality.
He’s got space and he’s got time.
In the sockets where his eyes should be.
It’s a strange tragedy, a genetic anomality.

Watch "Steampianist - The Botanist feat. Oliver" on YouTube
https://youtu.be/Fdjb56uuVb8

A botanist
Wearing green gloves
Is passionate for flowers
But he’s allergic to humans
So he stayed within his lab

One day in his lab
Through the windows he saw
A flower-like lady
Who caught his heart at once

She was not like the others
She was venus made flesh
Oh, but she’s allergic to flowers
So she strayed from The Botanist

He watched her all day long
From the windows of his lab
Oh, it was love he was sure
So he had to make her his

He went out his lab
In a gas mask at night
To see the lady he loves
He crept up her room
And filled it with gas
Then took her to his lab

She awoke in his lab
She’s groggy still from the gas
The botanist was staring at her
With a grim intention in mind

He watched her all day long
Through a cylinder glass
He felt love he was sure

But there was one thing wrong
With the lady he loves
She has human flesh
“Worry not for I will make you bloom”

He watched her all day long
Through a cylinder glass
The botanist was delighted
And felt a wonderful feeling of love

A botanist wearing red gloves
Is passionate for a flower
His flower is withering away
But for now, they have to run away