Lady jester

He world was once called a stage and we the performers.
with the script in our hands,
there's none watching in the stands.
puppets on strings the universe our master,
in this play called life I am the
Lady Jester....

nothing is what it you to be.
sanity is being ripped at the seams.
walking around on glass and choaking on broken dreams.
hearts on strings forgotten in the night sky.
truth is nonexistant everything is a lie.

The world was once called a stage and we the performers.
with the script in our hands,
there's none watching in the stands.
puppets on strings the universe our master,
in this play called life I am the
Lady Jester....