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Twisting strings across bloodstained fingers,
Dance across the stage of Life.
Can Freedom really be worth the fight?
Behind this mask of bravery,
The Marionetter has Control.
Behind this shadow of Slavery,
The Master twists webs across my soul.
Dancing and dying across the stage,
We are all just Puppets at Play.
The cruelest fate tears us apart...
The Puppeteer dwells in all our hearts...