
Porcelain face, painted tear. I own nothing here. Master pulls the string. Forced to softly sing. Will I choose my way? Escape this cold display? Underneath this hollow wood, Beats a pulse for good. I fight the silver thread... But it tangles me instead... Knots pull my body tight... I give up the fight... (Thump... thump... thump...) Orchestrated fate... I bow my heavy head. Following where I am led. Moving blind without a choice. Listening to the master's voice. They command my every part... Cannot take my beating heart... Thump, thump in the dark... My only vital spark... (Thump... thump... thump...) I wait for the dawn. When these ties are gone. Someday I will be free. Just my heartbeat and me. Just my heartbeat and me. Just my heartbeat...