Make Them Suffer - Marionette

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Cheer, the sad puppeteer
Who constantly tugs as he snickers and sneers
Frantically wiping his tears
I’m always dancing in tandem, with his teardrops so pained
To the weeping; I shamefully lend out my frame
Contortedly pulled to the center of stage
A re-enactment of his tragedy, again and again
Some abstracted form of attraction, over and over, again!
Marionette, I play my part!
The crowd have all gone, but the show must go on
I play my part!
Dance to the beat of his tears
His story had chilled me, haunting my guilty ways
He wept for days over a picture frame
Scrawling to pages his play
A marionette, I play my part!
The crowd have all gone, but the show must go on
I play my part!
Dance to the beat of his tears
I watched his comfort turn to pain
As he scowled his reflection
How long had he been locked away?
Had it turned him insane?
«Shatter the frame
It mirrors my pain, it’s not me it’s not me, I say»!
A reflection of age
«Watch me shatter and break»
«This world was never meant for me
Keep me, locked away
(Keep me locked away)
This world was never meant for me
(Was not made for me)
The show must go, on»
The sad puppeteer he will stay