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The light switches into darkness
On the stage the puppets cling to strings
The props and the master puppeteer
Relaying scenes taking away pressures

The lonely people
Standing faces of gloom
Life sucking out into misery
Forcing to look at the captive

The master holding her
Play the music waltzing along
Taking her to another world
With it he wants to control

The spectators clapping
As the scenes unfold...
Of night in darkness arrives
The red eyes redemption denied

The woman tries to escape
In the jungle of dead woods
The others puppets only stare
Others closing eyes to forget

The black clothe man
Smiling on his face
“You don't have to run
In this dark world you are mine!”

The string of life
It pulls; it staggers the puppets
One falls one runs one cries
In the dark woods where evil smile

The silence in the dark woods
The puppets feel the sound of strings
Pulling them to entertain...
Only it is as simple as that

The spectators whisper
Pop-corns and chocolates
As the scene changes
The master puppeteer smiles