[Intro – Orchestral, Dramatic] “Strings of gold, strings of sin Built this house I’m living in…” --- [Verse 1 – Waltz-like, Enigmatic] I danced the steps they carved in stone Beneath stained glass and brittle bone A marionette of flesh and grace With wires drawn behind my face The altar gleams with waxen light Where prayers are stitched in black and white They kissed my hands, they called it fate While sealing dreams behind a gate --- [Pre-Chorus – Rising, Ethereal] But silence cracks, and wood will split No vow can bind a soul to it One thread snaps, and now I see— Who is the puppet, who holds the key? --- [Chorus – Explosive, Choir-Backed] 🕯️ This is the Marionette Cathedral Where freedom is dressed in gold decay No gods, no saints, no final steeple— Just hollow hymns and hands that prey 🕯️ This is the Marionette Cathedral And I was born in ropes and lies But tonight, I burn the rafters— And unhook my borrowed eyes! --- [Verse 2 – Heavier, Growl-Supported] Beneath the nave, I found the gears Turning hopes and grinding years The voices chanting in my chest Were sermons sewn into my vest I tore the scripts from sacred books I broke the crown, I changed the hooks No longer moved by ghostly grace I screamed into the puppet’s face --- [Pre-Chorus – Faster, Darker] The strings are veins, the stage is time But now the rhythm will be mine Let ashes fall like snow inside This theatre of the sanctified --- [Chorus – Full Choir, Power Surge] 🕯️ This is the Marionette Cathedral Where freedom is dressed in gold decay No gods, no saints, no final steeple— Just hollow hymns and hands that prey 🕯️ This is the Marionette Cathedral Where angels drink from rusted urns I cut the chords, I break the cycle— Let the holy curtain burn! --- [Bridge – Operatic Solo + Orchestral Explosion] 🎼 I was not born to kneel and sway! 🎼 My heart is not a string to play! 🎼 Tear down this cathedral play— 🎼 I WRITE MY ENDING, I BETRAY!! --- [Final Chorus – Majestic, Triumphant] 🕯️ This is the Marionette Cathedral But now the doors are cracked and wide No more saints to hold me captive No more gods to twist my stride 🕯️ I burn the Marionette Cathedral! Let fire dance in every pew And walk the world with open eyelids— Unstrung, alive, and truly true. --- [Outro – Whispered, Requiem-Like] "Cut the thread… Let me fall... I’ll learn to stand Or not at all..."