Behind The Scenes

So we live the way we do
And it goes by without notice
That thought so subtle
Then we must resist it
Oh, a thought so subtle

What if we’re all just puppets
Being played by the Puppeteer
What if we’re the victims
But we’re deceiving ourselves
And he keeps pulling the strings

You can hide for now
But you won’t keep your hand on us forever

I can look up and see
The ominous shadow from above
Forming out of the darkness
And emerging over the horizon
And this life I have
It's all an illusion

Come now, I can show you the truth
If you’re willing to believe
There above you is the weaver of history
'Cause you can't see past your own view
It’s the veil of deceit that blinds you
From what's happening behind the scenes
We're all puppets on a stage
He might not need us for long
Once the show's over, where will we be cast?
How is our existence of any use?

It's all an illusion
A cruel game
So let him play his game
And you keep on saying
Everything is fine