The Puppeteer Lyrics

In the desert, beneath the California sky,

He played his guitar, preaching rebellion and love.

Lost souls gathered around, searching for meaning,

Finding only promises that shimmered like heat.

He told them lies, disguised as hope,

The strings were tight, there was no rope.

He pulls the strings, they move in line,

Lost in his mind, no sense of time.

His charm, his lie, the mask he wears,

They're trapped inside his stare.

They came broken, searching for light in his song,

Believing his vision would lead them to peace.

He spoke of a future painted in blood and fire,

While they followed, eyes closed, lost in the dream.

He told them lies, disguised as hope,

The strings were tight, there was no rope.

He pulls the strings, they move in line,

Lost in his mind, no sense of time.

His charm, his lie, the mask he wears,

They're trapped inside his stare.

How did they not see the hands guiding them?

A family bound by fear, broken promises,

Led by a man who never meant to lead them home,

But only deeper into darkness.

He pulls the strings, they move in line,

Lost in his mind, no sense of time.

His charm, his lie, the mask he wears,

They're trapped inside his stare.