"Gothic Lolita" is simultaneously heartbreaking and incredibly disturbing, especially the ghostly chorus of "call off the search, we've found her."
"306" is this defined, from its purely hell sent instrumental to its immensely graphic lyrics and how she just stops singing and lets the music terrify you more. It's designed to horrify you and gets its message across very well.
Now I'm freedom unbound
Cut the laces of life
The pistol, The poison, The noose
Or the knife
I have chosen my instrument
And said no goodbyes.
First the lyrics, then the deathly strings, then the "pick your instrument" then she stops singing at all... and then you can't walk anywhere alone for five days afterwards.
"Miss Lucy Had Some Leeches." The cheery way she sings it, like she's playing patty-cake make it disturbing. Doubly so, when you realize that this is not too far off from the truth.
In the same vein, "Girls! Girls! Girls!" It sounds like a cheery Broadway showtune, but it's about a bunch of asylum girls (many of whom probably aren't even crazy) being used as an attraction... in more ways than one.
For a little extra on the side, we can arrange for a slightly more intimate encounter... Wink, wink!
"Hollow Like My Soul." The music sounds like a fusion between Emilie's ethereal "Enchant" style, and her '40s-inspired "Jane Brooks" style. The lyrics... well:
You think that you'll get by
You will die
You will cry
When you think that you'll survive
Just don't try
Run and hide
My eyes are hollow like my soul.
"Scavenger." The implications of the song include: Murder, necrophilia, pedophilia and cutting up a corpse for its organs to sell on the black market.
Your loved ones may sit upon your stone to prevent me, but I will be waiting