Puppet

Step up There's something I gotta know Who pulls the strings on this little show Are these your own thoughts, are they regurgitated A world of lies born through hatred Confined to a world with only your own kind Manufactured minds in mass assembly lines While the jester looks down from the sky Feeding lies that lead to your demise Now you seek your revenge By taking Their lives Controlled by hate for everything Just a puppet on a string You live a lie Controlled by hate for everything Just a puppet on a string Death to your kind "Lord, forgive me" he looks up to the sky Begging for a chance, an answer why Just the wrong place at the wrong time The last witness to a senseless crime No remorse for a man living without a soul Another product of a sick dying world Controlled by hate for everything Just a puppet on a string You live a lie (Puppet on a...) Controlled by hate for everything (Puppet on a...) Just a puppet on a string (Puppet on a...) Death to your kind Alright now Move it