Puppeteer

Red plush curtain
Swoops, Descending
Idiots gape
No Hollywood ending
Fates' blueprint in flux
Still pending
The mirror warps
Time is bending

In flux still pending
Mirror warps
Times bending

Papercut platitude
So cruel, contrived
To fix your mood
Will leave you hungry
For real food
High watermark
Beatitude

Papercut platitude
So cruel, contrived
Will fix your mood

Pull the strings Puppeteer
Pull the strings Puppeteer
Who's behind
The curtain
For certain
Who's the hand
Makes your plate
Serves your fate

The Puppeteer
Has set the stage
He'll pull the strings
And poke the cage
While the knowledge
Goes to the Sage
The commoners
Feed on the rage

The Puppeteer
Has set the stage
He'll pull the strings
And poke the cage

Unto themselves
The war they wage
The Puppeteer
Has turned the page
All in all
A rusted gauge
A vacuum venue
That knows no age

Pull the strings Puppeteer Puppeteer
Pull the strings Puppeteer
Pull the strings Puppeteer Puppeteer
Pull the strings Puppeteer



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Hansen
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