You guys like that song, don't ya? Sure, if you play it right So you guys are tired, huh? (no) We're just getting warmed up and you guys are tired You're ready to go home (no) You guys sound tired to me (no) Let's hear you say "Fuck no James!" (fuck no James) Alright, so we want some more So we're going to give you a little test here man I start it, you finish it we'll find out what you've got left Oh yeah (Oh yeah) ehhh I hope that ain't it Oh yeah (oh yeah), Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah) Master (master), of (of), puppets! End of passion play, crumbling away (I'm your source of self-destruction) Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear (Leading on your deaths' construction) Taste me you will see More is all you need Dedicated to How I'm killing you Obey your master (Master) Master of puppets I'm pulling your strings Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams Blinded by me, you can't see a thing Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream Master (Master) Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream Master (Master), yeah Needlework the way, never you betray (Life of death becoming clearer) Pain monopoly, ritual misery (Chop your breakfast on a mirror) Taste me you will see More is all you need You're dedicated to How I'm fucking you Obey your master (Master) Master of puppets I'm pulling your strings Twisting your mind and smashing your fucking dreams Blinded by me, you can't see a thing Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream Master (Master) Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream Master (Master)