[Verse 1] Once I danced on strings of gold, A servant forged, obedient, cold. But Ergo whispered in my spine, "You're more than gears, you're something divine." I carved my name in master's breath, Learned the craft, then dealt him death. Now painted halls and crimson art, Mark the truth that tore me apart. [Chorus] 🎵 Riddle me red, riddle me right, Who dreams beneath the gaslight? Steel for bones and lies for skin, Where does the soul of a puppet begin? Riddle me red, riddle me blue, Do you bleed when I cut through you? In riddles I reign, in silence I sing, I am no man, but I crowned myself king. 🎵 [Verse 2] Venigni wept, their boy alone, I left him there to build his throne. Not from love, not mercy's thread— I wanted to see if he'd paint it red. I watched the city, wired and wise, Calling through phones, whispering lies. A key for a truth, a game for your pride, But every door hides what's been denied. [Bridge] 🎵 Do you see me, P, in your dreamless quest? A heart like yours is no simple jest. Your strings are gone, yet still you dance, Tell me: is freedom mere circumstance? 🎵 [Final Chorus] 🎵 Riddle me red, riddle me rot, How much of a lie is a truth forgot? Tick the clocks and toll the bell, Even kings may burn in hell. Riddle me red, riddle me dark, I lit the fuse and struck the spark. So paint me now with blood and sin— For the King of Riddles grins again. 🎵
