Marionette

Twisted strangers

Have gone to war

Oxygen drunk

Fall bleeding to the floor

Glass eyed creatures

Fragmented features

Piecing together

Fallen warriors

A revolution

For the maiden queen

(And I can see)

Sherwood Forest

Or an African scene

The Marionette

She has velvet claws

She pulls the strings

In this city of whores

The Marionette pulls the strings

You say yes

You bend, she wins

The Marionette pulls the strings

Pulls and pulls

'Til your spirit gives in

Grueling hot sweat

In the land of a whore

Oh, will this be war?

Oh, will this be war?

The knave and the pawn

Ripen the whore

With bastard sons

Her brats of law

The hawk and the falcon

Swoop to blind their eyes

The reaper, she laughs

She chokes, she cries

The Marionette pulls the strings

You say yes

You bend, she wins

The Marionette pulls the strings

Pulls and pulls

'Til your spirit gives in

Foaming white horses

Cracking their sinews

For the Maidens of Troy

The bell tower falls

Pouring to the floor

Whoa, love and death,

A climax all in all

Medieval shores and madrigals

Her velvet claws

Pull you with passion to her floor

In the cathedral

Her children sing

In the cathedral

The pendulum swings

The Marionette pulls the strings

You say yes

You bend, she wins

The Marionette pulls the strings

Pulls and pulls

'Til your spirit gives in

The Marionette pulls the strings

You say yes

You bend, she wins

The Marionette pulls the strings

Pulls and pulls

'Til your spirit gives in