Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hands of the Puppeteers, artist - Misanthrope. Date of issue: 17.03.2005
Song language: English
Hands of the Puppeteers |
| I’m the automaton of life |
| The one which sleeps in each of us |
| Who’s talking, who’s feeding, who is loving for you |
| The one which sleeps in each of us |
| Who’s talking, who’s feeding, who is loving for you |
| I’m your universal guardian angel |
| An image of serviceable civilized man |
| Is reached when you put the final touch |
| To my mechanical minute detail embellishments |
| I’m you as automaton apostolic image |
| Lead by your hands of puppeteers |
| Yourself directed external |
| From outer controlling all my deeds and motions |
| I can do what you ever desire |
| I’m you as automaton apostolic image |
| Lead by your hands of puppeteers |
| Yourself directed external |
| From outer controlling all my deeds and motions |
| I can do what you ever desire |
| But what will you become |
| Oh my master, my guide |
| An eternal disguise being |
| Lost among the humans |
| Holding on my ties |
| In the beginning you were coming in sight |
| For the royal moments of ejaculation |
| But soon all this will end in perdition |
| Every single thing annoying you |
| Even the most macabre scenery |
| Lie in hidding, I became yourself |
| You loose all your madness |
| As marble with acknowledge depth |
| I totaly identify myself to you |
| But now you are nothing any longer, not even yourself |
| But what will you become |
| Oh my master, my guide |
| An eternal disguise being |
| Lost among the humans |
| Holding on my ties |
| In the beginning you were coming in sight |
| For the royal moments of ejaculation |
| But soon all this will end in perdition |
| I’m you as automaton apostolic image |
| Lead by your hands of Puppeteers |
| Yourself directed external |
| From outer controlling all my deeds and motions |
| I can do what you ever desire |