The puppeteer from hell Pulling every single string he can reach But some strings, they are invisible For the devil to see
Now that I've seen, seen your true face I don't know what to believe
You are blocking everything That I may care for You are slowly shooting me down
I've closed the gates and blinded His sight to my beating heart
Turn, turn up the rage – build up the bars You'll never imprison my soul I have an angel – one you can't see Who's making me whole
The claws of despair Came crawling in Tried to rip me apart
No force will come, will come through And keep me away from you
Turn, turn up the rage – build up the bars You'll never imprison my soul I have an angel – one you can't see Who's making me whole
It felt like a thousand knives in my heart When it ripped us apart
Now that I've seen, seen your true face I don't know what to believe
Turn, turn up the rage – build up the bars You'll never imprison my soul I have an angel – one you can't see Who's making me wholeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.