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MICHELE ARCHER - ORIGINAL POEM "WELCOME TO THE PUPPET SHOW"
ZEPH DANIEL - RECITAL, INSTRUMENTS, MIX
Welcome to the Puppet Show
Life in tatters Blood on the floor Voices scream, “Nothin’ Matters!” Death screams for more. Confusion by the box load Dumped on every one Deafened by the noise ya never see us come …
It’s just another show. Yeah, welcome to the puppet show Strings yanked every day. Listen to the puppet leader; He’ll show you how to play. When his string is yanked Everybody do the same! Throw your hands above your head! C’mon, it’s just a game! When they open up his mouth Your mouth opens, too. And when they leave him in a pile That means, ‘Die on cue.’ But most often The shifty puppetteer, The only one you see… Listens to your questions On your life he’ll try to feed. So you never saw us coming, but one day you will learn When the puppet’s strings are gone And his soul we finally burn…
We’ll turn our eyes on you.
We lust to have you see the face of true damnation And how loud your screams can be. You think that sounds terrible? You think that sounds, cruel? Don’t look at me, you let me rule. You had a way out but you bought the fake. Now I’m here, your soul to take. Still confused? Let me be clear. Your eternal death lies in a full length mirror.
Release date
Lydbog: 12. december 2015
Fakta
MICHELE ARCHER - ORIGINAL POEM "WELCOME TO THE PUPPET SHOW"
ZEPH DANIEL - RECITAL, INSTRUMENTS, MIX
Welcome to the Puppet Show
Life in tatters Blood on the floor Voices scream, “Nothin’ Matters!” Death screams for more. Confusion by the box load Dumped on every one Deafened by the noise ya never see us come …
It’s just another show. Yeah, welcome to the puppet show Strings yanked every day. Listen to the puppet leader; He’ll show you how to play. When his string is yanked Everybody do the same! Throw your hands above your head! C’mon, it’s just a game! When they open up his mouth Your mouth opens, too. And when they leave him in a pile That means, ‘Die on cue.’ But most often The shifty puppetteer, The only one you see… Listens to your questions On your life he’ll try to feed. So you never saw us coming, but one day you will learn When the puppet’s strings are gone And his soul we finally burn…
We’ll turn our eyes on you.
We lust to have you see the face of true damnation And how loud your screams can be. You think that sounds terrible? You think that sounds, cruel? Don’t look at me, you let me rule. You had a way out but you bought the fake. Now I’m here, your soul to take. Still confused? Let me be clear. Your eternal death lies in a full length mirror.
Release date
Lydbog: 12. december 2015
Dansk
Danmark