Extract the abnormalities From this harlequin body Pull the strings and watch me scream Do not pull my seams It hurts when you leave And everything I am is falling out of me I always say grace just before I kick your face in It's poetic justice don't you think? That the hunter is the coward, is hunted by the brave Isn't it ironic don't you think? The razorblade of shining immortality Flying high, known as wailing wind I was and I am still The threads are broken, everything's fading A rondo of madness, shaming degrading A rondo of madness, shaming degrading And I am free now to take control of your life? Aand I am free now to take control, arise? My child, embrace the shadows in the dark Take my hand pull yourself apart Warm the puppet master's heart I always say grace just before I kick your face in It's poetic justice don't you think? That the hunter is the coward, is hunted by the brave Isn't it ironic don't you think? The razorblade of shining immortality Flying high, known as wailing wind I was and I am still