The Puppet Game, Pt. 2

This is the end of an era
This is the end of a game
The strings have been cut
I'm out of luck
There's no way I can stay
I was building a new world
After burning the old one down
I would have succeeded
If it wasn't for your gun

No, this is not possible
Oh, how has it come to this point
I cant believe that I've lost it all, lost it all
I'm a god on its knees
Not able to see
A living, breathing, working world without me

Losing my fame
Losing my name
Losing everything I have worked on to this day
I am ashamed
I am afraid
Those words I never thought I would say
I was taking care of it all
Democracy means chaos
One king won't let this world fall
United is what I would have made us

No, this is not possible
Oh, how has it come to this point
I cant believe that I've lost it all, lost it all
I'm a god on its knees
Not able to see
A living, breathing, working world without me

Without me
Without me
When you end this
When you end me
The chaos will begin again
Are you able to end this
Are you able to kill me
Never will there be a world where piece will stand

No, this is not possible
Oh, how has it come to this point
I cant believe that I've lost it all, lost it all
I'm a god on its knees
Not able to see
A living, breathing, working world without me



Credits
Writer(s): Noë Sewrattan
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