Walking on an endless road, tired of the same damn place.
I'm sick of feeling so unsure, every step makes me so afraid

It feels like I'm distant from myself.
Now shadows are taking over, here comes the rage again.

(And it feels like...)

I am just a puppet in their hands.
They call me a sinner, forgive my decisions. Tie these strings around my neck.
I am just a puppet in their hands.
I don't want to be fixed, forget my existence. Take my soul as a gift for Death.

A single candle fights the darkness, it is slowly fading, just like my hope.
Sadness begins to fill my heart. Every step makes me realize.

That I'm getting distant from myself.
Now shadows are taking over, here comes the pain again.

(And it feels like...)

I am just a puppet in their hands.
They call me a sinner, forgive my decisions. Tie these strings around my neck.
I am just a puppet in their hands.
I don't want to be fixed, forget my existence. Take my soul as a gift for Death.

I'm getting distant from myself, and going straight to hell.
Now shadows are taking over, maybe I see the end.

(And it feels like...)

I am just a puppet in their hands.
They call me a sinner, forgive my decisions. Tie these strings around my neck.
I am just a puppet in their hands.
I don't want to be fixed, forget my existence. Take my soul as a gift for Death.