Pulling Strings
You're just pawns
Moved by greater beings
For their own interests
Unknown their true meanings
Nothing more than cattle
Piles of cannon fodder
Just small casualties
Killed in one big slaughter
Why give in
To their selfish ideas?
You choose when and where
To die for your beliefs
Only you alone
Can forge your destiny
You can be the black sheep
That finally breaks free
They are not your master
Have no power here
Don't fight for their causes
Stop the pupeteer
Break the bonds that hold you
Throw not one more spear
Flee their unjust ruling
Cut them ear to ear
Cut the bonds
They're not meant to exist
You're not alone
As one we will resist
Choose a goal
To chase after the brawl
They won't let you go?
We can kill them all
Who can tell
The reasons for their moves?
E-v-e-r-y-one-else
Profits when they loose
So called gods
Think they cannot die
Our job tonight
Hang their heads up high
Nor more weight
Nothing that drags you down
Free from all
Lets reclaim the crown
Call them out
Their lies are all unjust
They did wrong
End their reign we must
Time for blood
They cannot leave alive
If they get away
Most of us will die
Time to stop
Their endless mockery
Bash their heads
Smashed like pottery
They are not your master
Have no power here
Don't fight for their causes
Stop the pupeteer
Break the bonds that hold you
Throw not one more spear
Flee their unjust ruling
Cut them ear to ear
Not your master!
No power here!
No strings attached!
No puppets here!
Moved by greater beings
For their own interests
Unknown their true meanings
Nothing more than cattle
Piles of cannon fodder
Just small casualties
Killed in one big slaughter
Why give in
To their selfish ideas?
You choose when and where
To die for your beliefs
Only you alone
Can forge your destiny
You can be the black sheep
That finally breaks free
They are not your master
Have no power here
Don't fight for their causes
Stop the pupeteer
Break the bonds that hold you
Throw not one more spear
Flee their unjust ruling
Cut them ear to ear
Cut the bonds
They're not meant to exist
You're not alone
As one we will resist
Choose a goal
To chase after the brawl
They won't let you go?
We can kill them all
Who can tell
The reasons for their moves?
E-v-e-r-y-one-else
Profits when they loose
So called gods
Think they cannot die
Our job tonight
Hang their heads up high
Nor more weight
Nothing that drags you down
Free from all
Lets reclaim the crown
Call them out
Their lies are all unjust
They did wrong
End their reign we must
Time for blood
They cannot leave alive
If they get away
Most of us will die
Time to stop
Their endless mockery
Bash their heads
Smashed like pottery
They are not your master
Have no power here
Don't fight for their causes
Stop the pupeteer
Break the bonds that hold you
Throw not one more spear
Flee their unjust ruling
Cut them ear to ear
Not your master!
No power here!
No strings attached!
No puppets here!
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Writer(s): Florian Cudy
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