The Puppeteer 歌词

Tangled in wires of iron Strangled by strings of despair The rusted needle of your compass crumbled into dust You waste of hate are a shame to yourself The curtain fell the play begins Your naked carcass is exposed Dance for the lord of broken souls The one, that sets the rhythm you obey Your life lies in his hands Hear and fear the mocking child's laugh All the marks that you've left were swallowed by the tides You're nothing more but a ghost from the past Your life has left you in the dark Now strings come sprouting from your hands Dance for the lord of broken souls The one, that sets the rhythm you obey Your life lies in his hands Hear and fear the mocking child's laugh Give up on this worthless struggle You've delivered your soul to the deepest of black Let go of your last hopes From now on the great showmaker will make your lifeless moves Hear the craving of the doll One cut will settle this once and for all And for all Nigh is the end of this dread show And so the master's rhythm will stagnate Now the scissors come to cut your strings The magic fades away