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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The Price (Marionette) Hobbes Dressed in black, holding sword in hand. I attack, you drop too the sand. Prepare to pay the ultimate price, You will suffer for your vice. No acceptions, Hit the ground. You will go out without a sound. Hear me whisper in your ear, I am fueled by your fear. Your reign is up, the time is here, Prepare too pay the price. As your soul is pearced by my leer, You won't have time to shed a tear, I'll take the wheel, for now I steer, Now answer to your vice. Cruisifix burns your soul, Holy water slips through hole, You are done, step into your role, A puppet on my hand. Marionette, strings and all, You used to try and stand tall, And I was there to see you fall, I'll cut you down where you stand. Hear me whisper in your ear, I am fueled by your fear. Your reign is up, the time is here, Prepare too pay the price. As your soul is pearced by my leer, You won't have time to shed a tear, I'll take the wheel, for now I steer, Now answer to your vice. Let me look into your mind, What I look for, I will find, Then your power will be mine, So don't resist, fear makes you blind. Marionette on his strings, This, your prison of all things, You once could fly, I stole your wings, Now see all the joy your dance brings. I'm your master, bow too me, Through your eyes now I can see, Now you will never be set free, My torture you endure. Now your future is looking grey, 'Cause you belong oo me this day, No one will care what you will say, Of that you cn be sure. Hear me whisper in your ear, I am fueled by your fear. Your reign is up, the time is here, Prepare too pay the price. As your soul is pearced by my leer, You won't have time to shed a tear, I'll take the wheel, for now I steer, Now answer to your vice.
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