Текст песни
Behind the curtain, pulling strings
Where innocence no longer sings
Marionettes with hollow eyes
Dance to his whispered lullabies
Wooden limbs that jerk and sway
To the games he loves to play
Tiny hands that can't let go
Of the master they'll never know
Cut the strings but still they move
In the darkness, what's to prove?
When the puppet masters you
He's the shadow puppeteer
Feeding on your childhood fear
Every dream becomes his stage
Every soul within his cage
Dancing to his puppet's rage
Graveyard theater after dark
Where the dead perform their part
Strings attached to beating hearts
That he slowly pulls apart
Can you hear the children cry?
From the theater in the sky?
Wooden wings that cannot fly
Under his all-seeing eye
He's the shadow puppeteer
Master of your deepest fear
Cut the strings but you can't run
When the devil's work is done
The show must go on"Forever and anon"