Puppet Strings

Puked out, down to the ground

Naked and sick in this world of shit

At the end of the day remains the hole of my soul you've cut out

No peace for me

I don't need to reflect

No peace for me

I just have to act

But I'm still giving a shit for what you're fighting for

I'm still having enough from the gods you adore

I don't need your fucking rules, I won't worship your fuck

Despite my fate I can feel that you suck

No Peace for me

At the end of the day I'll blow you away

I will never fight your war!