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Puppet Show

miniah

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Lyrics

Prelude

Choirs whisper secrets sewn beneath the stone

Old shadows gather where the cold wind moans

Silver banners trembling in the morning gloom

Candles flicker warnings for a kingdom doomed

Verse 1

Footsteps echo slow through empty halls

Dust of remembrance lines the crumbling walls

We watch from the rafters, faces half-seen

Judgment lingers thick in the air between

Echoes of laughter lost in the frost

Promises broken, the hopeful are tossed

Heavy is silence that follows all things

Waiting for truth to return from within

Verse 2

You walk in the room like the world knows your name

A crown made of mirrors, a throne made of shame

You talk like the truth bends just to your will

But every word’s empty, just noise to kill

Pre-Chorus

You build up your tower on shaky ground

But the higher you climb, the further you drown

You call it a kingdom, we call it a show

And deep down you already know

Chorus

You are the puppets and we hold the strings

You have no clue or where to begin

You are the puppets and we hold the strings

You have no clue or where to begin

Verse 3

You paint over cracks with a confident face

But the color runs off when it’s put to the test

You sell your illusion like it’s something real

But you can’t hide the doubt you refuse to feel

Pre-Chorus

You shout in the silence to drown out the sound

Of everything honest breaking you down

You call it control, but it’s slipping away

And you can’t outrun what you fake every day

Chorus

You are the puppets and we hold the strings

You have no clue or where to begin

You are the puppets and we hold the strings

You have no clue or where to begin

Bridge

The lights come down and the masks all fall

No more pretending, no more standing tall

What you built on pride starts to break and swing

And you realize you were never pulling anything

Instrumental Break

Final Chorus

You are the puppets and we hold the strings

You have no clue or where to begin

You are the puppets and we hold the strings

You have no clue or where to begin

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