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[killerpainpill]

Marching as mute marionettes
Led by the gluttonous hands of a sadistic child
Men operate like action figures
Swaying to the symphony of destruction

Make them die for a noble cause as
He moves his dolls, making them scream
Making them wail, making them lose,
Win,
Unleashing the god within

Choosing their fate --making them wait,
Giving them bait! Hopes, dreams, love
Illusions, failures and hate
And taking them all away!
It's the game he plays

As the most attractive rose
Withers with the ticking of the clock
And the seconds and minutes and years
Can never erase the wounds in our souls

Alas, the sun dies down
The hopes die down
The men decompose under the soil
And we linger, waiting for a better tomorrow.