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Mirthless laughter fills a blood red sky.
A lie in which you told made them want to die.
Does it feel good to have no emotion?
To feel nothing when you pledge your devotion?
Tell me, was your fantasy worth it.

To play us like puppets as you saw fit.
Pulling our strings to make us dance.
Keep playing your part to see it last.
But the truth is revealed.
And now they can’t hide the pain they feel.

Does it feel good to play with our hearts?
To put us in our place to play your parts?
A puppeteer of agony is what you are.
With that one lie you took it to far.

Two-faced puppeteer watch us move with your every whim.
Watch us writhe in the hell you’ve put us in.
Take control and force us to believe.
To see truth when you only deceive.

Play us into your hands like the puppets we’ve become.
Cover our eyes to hide the things you’ve done.
Force us to our knees to make us crawl.
Then clip our strings and watch us fall.

Does it feel good to play with our hearts?
To put us in our place to play your parts?
A puppeteer of agony is what you are.
With that one lie you took it to far.

Watch us fall into the endless horizon.
As the pain takes over more than your lies did.
We cry so many tears to show what this friendship has been.
Soon we’ll take those tears and drown you in them.