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The Puppeteer's MirthSee the strings around you; they're in my control,And so it will be until you hear the forthcoming toll.You can't cheat on this game playing with your life,Know that fraud's end will come camouflaged as knife. I am the master who weaves your every little move,Just amuse me and that is enough for you to prove.Whether you were fortunate or alone with despair,Kneel down and keep praying for I like to be unfair. Oh, I love it how much pleasure your agony can give,Just keep me satisfied and maybe I will let you live.You know, I love you but don't wipe away your fear,As if you never existed, I can make you disappear. I build you to be a beautiful puppet of this odious play,Now dance for me till the day you're destined to decay.Bleed some more for your master's twisted little show,You can never get away from my eyes' insane glow.

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