Testo The Puppeteer - Monosphere

The Puppeteer

White walls are surrounding me
Wood windows in a picture frame
Worried whispers coming from the outside
Fall upon a colony of deaf ears
These are the people who take control of butterflies
These are the people who can make the sheer insignificance
Of a wing flapping turn the whole world upside down
I take command in a puny cubicle
Its cardboard walls are painted in morally gray
All my life I’ve been betrayed
Let’s leave a mark in this dying world
I sense a tingle from my fingertips
Take a deep breath while it crawls up to my brain
I can feel
I can feel now
I can feel
I can feel now
I can feel the power
I can feel the reign
I am pulling the strings
I am the puppeteer