Mestre de fantoches

End of passion play, crumbling away, I’m your source of self destruction. Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear, feeding on your death’s construction.
Taste me and you will see, more is all you need. You’re dedicated to how I’m killing you.
Come crawling faster, obey your master, your life burns faster. Obey your master!
Master of puppets, I’m pulling your strings, twisting your mind, smashing your dreams. Blinded by me, you can’t see a thing. Just call my name and I’ll hear you scream.
Needlework the way, never you’ll betray. Taste me and you will see.
Where are those dreams that I’ve been after?
Hell is worth all that natural habitat. Just a rhyme without a reason...
Neverending maze, drift on numbered days. Now your life is out of season.
I will occupy, I will help you die, I will run through you, now I rule you too!
Come crawling faster, obey your master, your life burns faster.