Misanthrope - Hands Of The Puppeteers Lyrics

I'm the automaton of life The one which sleeps in each of us Who's talking, who's feeding, who is loving for you The one which sleeps in each of us Who's talking, who's feeding, who is loving for you I'm your universal guardian angel An image of serviceable civilized man Is reached when you put the final touch To my mechanical minute detail embellishments I'm you as automaton apostolic image Lead by your hands of puppeteers Yourself directed external From outer controlling all my deeds and motions I can do what you ever desire I'm you as automaton apostolic image Lead by your hands of puppeteers Yourself directed external From outer controlling all my deeds and motions I can do what you ever desire But what will you become Oh my master, my guide An eternal disguise being Lost among the humans Holding on my ties In the beginning you were coming in sight For the royal moments of ejaculation But soon all this will end in perdition Every single thing annoying you Even the most macabre scenery Lie in hidding, I became yourself You loose all your madness As marble with acknowledge depth I totaly identify myself to you But now you are nothing any longer, not even yourself But what will you become Oh my master, my guide An eternal disguise being Lost among the humans Holding on my ties In the beginning you were coming in sight For the royal moments of ejaculation But soon all this will end in perdition I'm you as automaton apostolic image Lead by your hands of Puppeteers Yourself directed external From outer controlling all my deeds and motions I can do what you ever desire Misanthrope Lyrics Hands Of The Puppeteers Lyrics