Marionette

I am the puppet master

And you, my dear, the faithful Pinocchio

I can make you laugh, sing, and dance

Faster, faster, and faster.

I can make you crawl, beg, and cry

I can make you scream, hate, and steal

I can make you burn, maim, and brake

I can make you kill, I can make you lie.

I will turn you from the highest angel to the lowest swine

My every wish is your instant command

Just a tug of a string

And you are mine.