Puppeteer

Folded puppets in a chest
Satin static, lost in manic
Monstrous, tooth-filled, mouth-stretched grin
Crumpled rotting from within

Precious demons of my dreams
Let me pick and tear your seams

He draws up the strings
Maddened puppet master sings
His taunting voice rings and rings
Hollow soulless eyes and face
Murdered me without a trace
Symphony of disgrace

Falling into fiendish madness
To disguise the tears of sadness
Helpless creatures flail their arms
Lifeless robbed of all their charms

He draws up the strings
Maddened puppet master sings
His taunting voice rings and rings
Hollow soulless eyes and face
Murdered me without a trace
Symphony of disgrace

Precious demons of my dreams
Let me pick and tear your seams

He draws up the strings
Maddened puppet master sings
His taunting voice rings and rings
Hollow soulless eyes and face
Murdered me without a trace
Symphony of disgrace