Marionette

Like a marionette Hanging on a thread Of sorrow Hanging on a string Cannot feel a thing Not even pain Another step she takes into the void Without a care in the world With nothing Another stride towards the big unknown Always hanging on Anything that comes and goes Like a marionette Pulled up on the set Of madness Walking on a line Between dead and fine Untill it's over Another step she takes into the void Without a care in the world With nothing Another stride towards the big unknown Always hanging on Anything that comes and goes Like a puppet on a string She pulls away from anything That holds her down to the ground And if you ever cross her path Towards the void, you should know that There's nothing there, not even sound Another step she takes into the void Without a care in the world With nothing Another stride towards the big unknown Always hanging on Anything that comes and goes