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