Heavens Corpse Puppet
Cut the strings which bind my limbs take the cog which winds my soul
Take the wires from back
Show me the directions to the path I lack
Show me my heart you stole from me tear me open and put it back.
Give me life and give me meaning
Give me balance to keep from leaning
Show me how it feels to live without a hand to hold
Where will i be without one to be told
How will you feel when I get to old
To be a puppet
Without a handler, without a martinet
Yet always have a hand below to hold a net
In case I fall
Will you be there
Will you walk with me to the heavens stairs
When I go you will be there
Hand in hand we will be
Forever safe and forever happy.
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