Strings in the Shadows

[Verse]
Wooden eyes stare blank and hollow
Whose voice is it I follow
Silent lips but the words
They burn
My hands move yet it's not my turn
[Chorus]
Strings in the shadows
Pulling me tight
Who's the puppet in the dead of night
Laughing voice that cuts like knives
Who's the master
Who’s alive
[Verse 2]
Fingers jerk in twisted rhythm
Words escape
I never give 'em
His smile splits
My breath won't come
The stage is dark
The crowd is numb
[Prechorus]
Who’s the shadow
Who’s the frame
Am I him or am I the same
[Chorus]
Strings in the shadows
Pulling me tight
Who's the puppet in the dead of night
Laughing voice that cuts like knives
Who's the master
Who’s alive
[Bridge]
Painted grin
I wear his face
No escape from this cursed embrace
Wooden hands
They’re mine
They’re his
Who's the lie
And what is this

echoing drums, rock, and eerie synth textures, brooding with a haunting atmosphere; heavy guitars, dark rock, ominous basslines, electric