Such cruelty master
Nothing left to chase after
A stuffed disaster
My cage a box of laughter
In my own mind
A puppet of their design
Well not much could be worse
A tool to entertain
No stitch resists your clutch
We play this game again
In my own mind
A puppet of their design
Moreover
I'm so cursed
To be born
With this chain
A victim
Of this cruel
Circumstance
Can it be?
I see my
Salvation
My master
His peace comes
A puppet
No longer
Here I come
I break free
Not your slave
A puppet
To no one
I break free