A gathering. nThe leader feeds the masses what they want to hear. nnThe whisper screams thy name. nCome forth the night of lies,nBelieve it after all you swore it.nnCut my eyesnI receive you nRip my chest upnSomeone got to go and now it’s my turn to be the godnnMarionette MasqueradenMarionettes play the gamenMarionetten(The cutting of strings)nMasqueraden(Join the retribution)nMarionetten(Take your place)nMasqueraden(The others will eat you)nnA simple sacrifice nThe sweet smell of slaughter hits you with a knife of stone.nnDon’t you slip in your blood. nThe precious gift may lead to war someday,nWe got to have morennYour skin fits well nAnd after twenty daysnThe stench will make me cleanernAll our lives are rebornnnMarionette MasqueradenMarionettes play the gamenMarionetten(The cutting of strings)nMasqueraden(Join the retribution)nMarionetten(Take your place)nMasqueraden(The others will eat you)nnThe head is cut of from the sister and thrown up to become the moon. nHonournIn BloodnArmageddonnRejectnIt’s for the world’s sakennCut my eyesnI recive you nRip my chest upnSomeone got to go and now it is my turn.nnMarionette MasqueradenMarionettes play the gamenMarionetten(The cutting of strings)nMasqueraden(Join the retribution)nMarionetten(Take your place)nMasqueraden(The others will eat you)