Confuse the language

This story is an etiology

Confuse the language

This story is an etiology

Confuse the language

My will stripped away

String of steel seek to contain

Remove the veil to look inside

Disaster bides its time

The Puppet King begins manipulating

His threads of poison bleeding through our morals

The Puppet King begins manipulating

His threads of poison bleeding through our morals

Threads of poison I can't ignore them

Feel the wrists

Engage the mind enslaved

He tightens his rope

I'm losing hope

I feel him choking out what's left of my will

A paradox of mind and strings attached

Free will in bondagе

With the lies intact

Grasping for our hope amongst falsе artifacts

Obscurity leads to captivity

The Puppet King begins manipulating

His threads of poison bleeding through our morals

The Puppet King begins manipulating

His threads of poison bleeding through our morals

Threads of poison I can't ignore them

Feel the wrists

Engage the mind enslaved

It's a facade they cry

We infiltrate the bride

The kings they turn their eyes

We conquer and divide

The body with no choice is the body with no voice

It's a facade they cry

We infiltrate the bride

The kings they turn their eyes

We conquer and divide

The body with no choice is the body with no voice

So many strings

They won't let me be

What is this tension controlling me?

Who's controlling me?

The Puppet King manipulating bondage inside of me

Puppet King he pulls the strings

Puppet King in the dark

He waits for me

He's waiting for me

Waits for me

He's waiting for me

Puppet King he's waiting for me

Will I ever be whole?

Will I ever find peace again?

Was I in this all alone?

Silenced through a cracked amen

It is time for the broken toys

To find their way back home again

To the place where we began

An oasis we can't explain

Where the rivers never dry

At the temple I'm revitalized

Through the visions we receive

The fullness of peace

Remove the strings and you'll find peace

Remove the strings and you'll find peace

Here I can breathe again (No more strings)

(Say goodbye to the puppet king) The fever dream has burned away

And I am free