The Boy Who Wanted To Be A Real Puppet - Sonata Arctica

So many years ago

Many more than

I intended to bear in my mind

From the darkest of the places

I found you

All the little scene there my place is

And a heart made of real gold

Sell me your little doll

Oh sir I ask you kind

Every night I return to watch them

The master and the puppet in the show

He said Oh no I cannot sell him

Priceless he is masterpiece of mine

Please sell me your puppet sir

Name your price oh please

Whatever you may ask

Can form the price I'll pay

Did i not make it clear

This debate is over

I will never part from this puppet my son

With hungry eyes I follow them all night

The blind master and the puppet

He had made

No sir to sell is not my will

The doll is mine even if I have to kill

So it shall be if this is what it takes

Greed is truly blinder than me

Heart of gold is what you wish for

So this little boy wants to be a puppet

For real

So I have a broken heart

Now only needing the voice of the master

Never feel hunger never grow older

My dream was to be a star

In a real puppet show

It's so hard to remember my life

The times before the show

Can I ever cut off the strings

Take a bow now dance and sing sing

Would you turn me into a child again

No never I am your guide

You can see a small grin on the face

Of the master with the puppet

Sing and dance

Be carful of what you wish for

Wish is my kind of lie

The prides are fooling me

Every day and night

The show the theater and all the fame

I'd give it away for a life

Some things can end with a word

They're saying

This only ends with a sharp knife knife