The manipulated living off no resistance
the never question divine existence
the manipulated living hearts are cold hard and hollow
they know only how to follow
the manipulated living walk in a daze waiting for instruction
ever fearing divine destruction
they feel not love
they feel not hate
they feel only pain
they're tormented by fate
but not me
i feel no fear
Ive cut my strings and become the puppeteer
so dance puppets dance
my marionettes of flesh and bone
fear not
for you are completely alone
