I felt I was drowning in cement
as powerful was their lament
then suddenly the door opened
and I was torn into their world

I was static in mind and frozen
just another fool to be chosen
to frequent this enslaving shop
to knuckle down or be fire wood

My limbs now made of plastic
my mind a void just numb
I thought I was helping
yet now, I have become one

To sing in duets of madness
while my strings are pulled
this way, that way
I'm broken and fooled

Some strings you may see
some invisible, some kettle ***
is for mercy is this in kindness
is this truly now all I've got

Another doll just wooden within
suffering and screaming for help
in a shop of petrifaction
Marionettes, is now where I dwell


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris