Puppets on the Strings

Human beings

The human beings of clay

Puppet's now

On the strings of clowns

Human clones

Rule the world today

No one knows who is who

You can trust no more

Creation of splitted mind

Creation of splitted mind

Splitted mind

Many blind

So many blind

They twine around like

Worms in rotten meat

Without faces

without pride

Without brains

And charisma

Time pass away

Time pass away

The cradle changes int the grave

Time pass away

Time pass away

The time of the real beings

Is this the life you're dreaming of

Is this the place you're looking for

You're looking for

You're looking for

The promised land

Human beings

The human beings of clay

Puppet's now

On the strings of clowns