• I hang from the ceiling.. in the dark..
    No light can pierce the torturing blackness..
    My strings hold me tight, as does my master..
    Without any resistance.. I'm forced to do his bidding..

    He pulls on my strings when he wants to..
    He crushes my desires at will..
    He forces me to throw away my wishes..
    For I am the puppet, and he the puppeteer..

    In the darkness I am consumed..
    With thoughts of those I love..
    Fear strikes through my deepest defenses..
    For I may be forced to hurt them..

    A rose in one hand, a dagger in the other..
    I have no control over how I make them feel..
    It depends on what my master wants..
    For I am the puppet, and he the puppeteer..

    One girl catches my eye.. one of beauty and grace divine..
    I want to get close to her.. I want to touch her..
    I wish to get as close as I can..
    So I am allowed forward and approached this girl against my master..

    I've seen her happy, I've seen her sad..
    And love began to grow in my heart..
    I wanted what was best for her..
    And I always did it despite what I felt inside..

    It took some time for me to tell her the truth..
    I feared she'd cast me away..
    I was afraid I'd lose her forever.. but I eventually told her..
    Once I did, everything was well.. I was happy because I loved this girl..

    But had I known in the bitter end my master would be outraged..
    I would've left her right then and there.. because what I did next was dispicable in many ways..
    I had no idea what would happen.. I had no idea how it'd hurt her so..
    My master convinced me it was what I wanted.. he lied to me

    My crime was despicable.. I begged for forgiveness..
    But my master wouldn't let me rest at all..
    He made me do it twice.. and this time felt worse than the last..
    I feared he wasn't done yet.. he wanted me to stab her more..
    This time I absolutely refused.. I had to make a stand.. I had to stop..

    I may be only a pathetic puppet, and he the almighty puppeteer..
    But enough is enough.. she didn't deserve any it.. not in the least..
    I cut myself down from the darkness.. using the dagger in my hand..
    I then fell on the ground.. and lay there until I could move..

    I dragged myself to the girl, I begged forgiveness for my evil sin..
    I wanted to show her how much I loved her.. I wanted her to be my new puppeteer..
    I pray she accepts me back someday.. and forgives me for my wrongs..
    If not, I'll leave forever.. I can't risk it going on..

    I lay here tied and limp.. my patience waiting with no end..
    My strings eagerly awaiting the hand of my maiden to pick them up..
    I know it might never happen.. but I pray someday it will..
    I love the fair maiden.. and I just want to show her..

    That's the story of the puppet, the one who wanted to see
    Just how love is the best master.. how to fulfill one's purpose in life..
    The puppet still waits today, and may await forever more..
    But for love it'll do anything.. and be free of the strings for the rest of Eternity..