This Armistice Letra

Just shy of something I could understand.

So blissful, I press on to the sound of the organs

Playing their most convincing tunes

As they serenade to the parade of paid off parts.

And the only thing left to discuss

Is the details of this armistice.

We've come to this agreement...

Check my vitals.

The truth is vile but vital to this cause.

I've been held hostage a captive of this passive shell.

Give me gravity, give me clarity. Give me something to rely on.

Tell me who's pulling the strings;

Tell me who's that move for.

We're all puppets;

We're all marionettes.

These body parts of plans.

Passed by my hands, my hands shake through handshakes

Forsaken by my limbs.

My limbs sing the hymns, the hymns of a tyrant

In a crumbling pantheon

As inhabitants will raise their fists and bid him disarm.

Tell me who's pulling the strings;

Tell me who's that you move for;

We're all puppets

We're all marionettes.

Oh, how I've been teething in light of your misleading.

You've caused this collapse between

The heart and the synapse.