The Marionette Never Bends

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The Marionette Never Bends
Verse I You believe the strings are in your hands, How naïve, how blind you've always been. The little child is smiling in the dark, Every laugh pulls tighter at your skin. She dances while you stumble where she leads, Her threads are woven deep beneath your soul. The marionette was never yours to break— You're only playing out the destined role.
Pre-Chorus No... the puppet never bows. No... the puppet never breaks.
Chorus You're the one who falls to your knees, Before the child with the sovereign smile. She is the little girl who rules the world, Mistress of every puppet, every fragile life. The strings belong to her alone, She holds them tighter than you'll ever know. The marionette will never bend— You're the one who lets your weakness show.
Verse II Don't mistake her for a helpless doll, She's the hand that tightens every chain. You stand beside her on the edge of night, While she drinks your strength like sweetest rain. She tastes your power as a sacred feast, Leaves your hollow pride beneath her feet. One gentle grin, one innocent embrace, And every conqueror accepts defeat.
Chorus You're the one who falls to your knees, Before the child with the sovereign smile. She is the little girl who rules the world, Mistress of every puppet, every fragile life. The strings belong to her alone, She holds them tighter than you'll ever know. The marionette will never bend— You're the one who lets your weakness show.
Bridge Before her, every king stands stripped of gold, His hidden sins exposed beneath her gaze. She cloaks herself in spotless innocence, While setting every heart and mind ablaze. She knows the secret language of desire, The silent art of making souls obey. Sit back... be still... the curtain starts to rise. You'll play the part she wrote before today.
Final Chorus You're the one who falls to your knees, Before the child with the sovereign smile. She is the little girl who rules the world, Mistress of every puppet, every fragile life. She laughs, and kingdoms come undone, She smiles, and all resistance dies. The marionette will never bend— The puppeteer wears a baby's eyes.
Outro The strings were never yours to hold... The strings were always hers. The marionette will never bend.

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The Marionette Never Bends Verse I You believe the strings are in your hands, How naïve, how blind you've always been. The little child is smiling in the dark, Every laugh pulls tighter at your skin. She dances while you stumble where she leads, Her threads are woven deep beneath your soul. The marionette was never yours to break— You're only playing out the destined role. Pre-Chorus No... the puppet never bows. No... the puppet never breaks. Chorus You're the one who falls to your knees, Before the child with the sovereign smile. She is the little girl who rules the world, Mistress of every puppet, every fragile life. The strings belong to her alone, She holds them tighter than you'll ever know. The marionette will never bend— You're the one who lets your weakness show. Verse II Don't mistake her for a helpless doll, She's the hand that tightens every chain. You stand beside her on the edge of night, While she drinks your strength like sweetest rain. She tastes your power as a sacred feast, Leaves your hollow pride beneath her feet. One gentle grin, one innocent embrace, And every conqueror accepts defeat. Chorus You're the one who falls to your knees, Before the child with the sovereign smile. She is the little girl who rules the world, Mistress of every puppet, every fragile life. The strings belong to her alone, She holds them tighter than you'll ever know. The marionette will never bend— You're the one who lets your weakness show. Bridge Before her, every king stands stripped of gold, His hidden sins exposed beneath her gaze. She cloaks herself in spotless innocence, While setting every heart and mind ablaze. She knows the secret language of desire, The silent art of making souls obey. Sit back... be still... the curtain starts to rise. You'll play the part she wrote before today. Final Chorus You're the one who falls to your knees, Before the child with the sovereign smile. She is the little girl who rules the world, Mistress of every puppet, every fragile life. She laughs, and kingdoms come undone, She smiles, and all resistance dies. The marionette will never bend— The puppeteer wears a baby's eyes. Outro The strings were never yours to hold... The strings were always hers. The marionette will never bend.

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