The Master Of Reclusion (A Marvelous Method Of Reclusion 2016)

Текст песни PelleK - The Master Of Reclusion (A Marvelous Method Of Reclusion 2016)

He creeps through the dark cells of my soul. I hear my chains keyed, collapse and clatter and I am pulled, swept up from the floor on ties that bind me – I am a puppet!

I am hoisted and hung out, dangled in a cold spotlight. No cheering, no applause. I cry out, numb, but no one can hear; I'm all alone and suspended in secret

He shows me, in the distance, a city I know that's all aglow yet hollow. I'm thrust out, swung, drawn through the streets - a silent, sad show performing for no one

He is the one! He is the man who's been pulling the strings all this time. Who can he be? I'm the puppet and he is the master of it all!

He tied them all. He strung them all. He pulled them. He pulled them tightly. He pulled them unseen. He pulled them always

Him!
It's him!
It's been him!
Only him!

Emerging from reclusive corners come all the lies that have been my life, forming shadow faced people reaching for me, arms out trailing their strings – they are all puppets!

Then his face in their eyes appears in the cold spotlight, distorted and drowning. Oh no, please whisper reason to me! It's my face there reflected and staring!

I am the one! I am the man who's been pulling the strings all this time. How can this be? I'm the puppet and I am the master of it all!

I tied them all. I strung them all. I pulled them. I pulled them tightly. I pulled them unseen. I pulled them always

Me
(It's me)
(It's been me)
Only me