Strings of Intellect Lyrics

Puppets are at hand. strings link fingers and souls. the master is intellect. the intellect is erroneous. headless creatures wander. headless frames stumble and the puppets bring full circle. we create the metaphysical, we create the clone. the king of intellect threads our strings. we are the headless puppets that connect the full circle. we are the clone of the erroneous. control to devour and control again. consume and eliminate to sink the full circle below the surface. the strings are threaded. the heads are transplanted. the intellect is imbedded. we are the clone.