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The strings descending from the sky

Like stings they pierce my flesh

The pegs attaching to my arms

My legs and a wire through the spine

Pulled by a force beyond my reach

My every move is orchestrated

Petrified I lost my speech

I can't see my eyes are painted

Ruled by a voice that does not speak

I fear my mind is growing weak

Feel my spirit suffocating

The chords just keep coordinating

Skin has petrified

Wooden features hide a soul

A life so deep inside

Painted face resigned control

A lie this figurine

Stiff and lifeless no more hope

I dance oh so gracefully

My stance reflects my deity

As I move blind, deaf and dumb

Feel my mind is getting numb

My senses dull, my will is null

Cut the wire, let me die

The puppet bows and tips its hat

The master laughs with no regret