There Are Other Ways

There are other ways of persuasion There are other modes of control There are other means of deceit There are other roads to the soul There are other options of passion You have so much left to learn Want to save your men from the fire? Show me that you're willing to burn, woah Oh, well, who's to say, with all the mistakes I've made (Don't be afraid) That they will be the last (think of your past) Mistakes I ever make? (Don't break when) There is so much power So much power But there's no puppets here This is the price (I'm just a man) we pay for love There is the line (I'm just a man) never enough So much power So much power (forgive me) But there's no puppet here I can't Back at home, my wife awaits for me She's my everything, my Penelope And she's all my power, all my power But it's been 12 long years Oh, 12 long years since I have seen my wife And now the God of Tides is out to end my life So I beg you, Circe, grant us mercy And let us puppets leave Ah, Posiedon, eh? There might be a way to evade him There might be a way to get home Though this other way's very dangerous It might be your one final hope I know of a brilliant prophet Problem is this prophet is dead I can't get you home, but I'll get you to the Underworld instead I'll release your men, and I'll get you to the Underworld instead Wait, you're helping us? There are many ways of persuasion There are many modes of control Maybe showing one act of kindness Leads to kinder souls down the road I remember actions of passion I have been in love once before Maybe one day, the world will need a puppeteer no more Or maybe one day, the world will need a puppeteer more (So much power, so much power) (But there's no puppet here) (No, she's not a player, she's a puppeteer) (No, she's not a player, she's a puppeteer, yeah)