friends but they're just pulling your strings, So you've become the prince. The prince of ignorance. You're just a puppet moved by other puppets,
, I've done all that I know to do I lift my friend to You Complicated circumstances have clouded his view Lord, I lift my friend up to You I fear that
place of the seventh see Shelter of the seventh key Who was betraitous (the traitous) ? I guess You know There would be more than one name to name Now
: Both/Sascha/Weiki Goodbye sorrows Borrow me your hand to turn the key Release me - Believe me Goddbye sorrows Never more you have to fear futurity
and fiending to stick the bone in No, Yo-Yo's not a hoe or a whore And if that's what you're here for Exit through the door There's more To see of me
latter years! An angel throng, bewinged, bedight In veils, and drowned in tears, Sit in a theatre, to see A play of hopes and fears, While the orchestra
All this beauty is killing me Oh, do you care, I still feel for you So aware, What should be lost is there I fear I will never find anyone I know my
I'm your source of self-destruction Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear Leading on your death's construction Taste me, you will see More
Sit in a theater to see A play of hopes and fears While the orchestra breathes fitfully The music of the spheres Mimes, mutter and mumble low Mere puppets
doom and gloom From the pain I tried to hide There's got to be a way for me to say What I feel deep down inside But I fear the pain'll be more o' the
finding of tablets for derelicts and martyrs puppeteers and marauders juggernaughts and argonaughts who are sparking irons to butter into waters uncharted.. [Madchild] now into the labyrinth of madchild's amusement more
shove em all in holes Like a ghost i'ma hauncha mothafuckas make the stories tie I can hear the cries I can hear when you bring it with more jealousy
killing mothafuckas Like told shove em all in holes Lke a ghost i'ma hauncha mothafuckas make the stories tie I can hear the cries I sing when you bring it with more
scheming and fiending to stick the bone in No, Yo-Yo's not a hoe or a whore And if that's what you're here for Exit through the door, there's more To
Let's see that rat of fear go scuttle in their skulls Cover that eye, cover that frozen eye Black puppet in a heap up against the stonin' wall Black puppet
. I've done all that I know to do. I lift my friend, to You. Complicated circumstances have clouded his view. Lord I lift my friend up to You. I fear
a cage Manipulation time again In their sleep they're never more sincere Together we will reign With everything to gain In this ministry of fear Retribution
that in the eyes of the dead, in their shadow you walk Cadavers molded in wax as their lives buried away More preening puppets to perform in the scenes
