In a twisted theater darkness prevails
Puppets come alive, strings never frail
All Their porcelain faces, frozen in a grin
Hiding sinister secrets, lurking deep within
Beneath the spotlight's glare, they cease the way
Lifeless bodies, yet with souls astray
The puppeteer pulls, every move commanded
A macabre performance, sanity gone stranded
Puppets of the night, trapped in eternal plight
Souls yearn for freedom
From the puppeteer's might
This theater of shadows, nightmares are born
With strings entangled, forever torn
Hollow eyes all devoid of light
Speaking tales of anguish
In the depths of the night
Through the spotted light In the shadows
The puppeteer hides
Strings of control, weaving their tides
Master of illusions, a conductor of fate
Guiding marionettes, sealing their state
With hands unseen, they pull the threads
Manipulating lives like books to be read
A macabre display
Victims unaware, as they lead the way
Forced to entertain
With painted smiles they conceal a world of disbands
Searching far out in the distance
No escape from this torment, no hope to be found
Dries muffled loud
Drowneded in a haunting sound
As curtains fall darkness looms
Puppets trapped in eternal gloom.
Weight of injustice heavy on my weary soul
Product of this corrupted society
Message concealed by propriety
There's no room for piety
In this evil reality
Innocence is bought and sold
Puppets of the night, trapped in eternal plight
Souls yearn for freedom
From the puppeteer's might
In this twisted theater, their destiny is set
Bound to perform, with no chance to forget
Counting every second
Lost up in these couple minutes
Losing every hour
Aye aye
Till we reach the end , huh
Hollow eyes can't see, the puppeteer's cruel game