The Story of the Pied Piper

Surrounded by many people, like a ghost on every street
A velvety lie wrapped in such a sweet melody
My mother's voice still echoes loudly
Like church bells in my bones
A friend to all is a friend to none
(She was absolutely right)

You played the saint under the stolen light, a savior with a smile
But saints don't deal with empty notes that drag you into sin
I saw how they followed you, like spineless shadows
A crowd of empty silhouettes
Convinced that their darkness was divine

And you almost made me dance on your tightrope
One more step and I would have drowned in your charm

Oh, you demon with a melody
A damned work of art
You don't steal souls
You make them surrender their hearts
With a melody so pure it hides all the scars
Yes, you almost dragged me to the bottom of the well with the rest of your stars
But I heard the silence screaming through your tone
You love no one
You just He hates being alone
So keep your flute and your fucking throne
I'm no longer a child you're taking home

You held your heart out in your hand as if it meant something real
But it beat like cheap percussion
Pure effect, no feeling
You chose sound over soul
The crowd over truth
A king of empty kingdoms built on stolen youth

I watched them fall between the cracks of every note you played
A parade of beautiful victims beginning to slowly decompose
They called it magic, they called you a myth
They said you were an envoy from heaven
But I could feel the poison in your sweet experiment

You came too close, I almost crossed the line
I almost traded my whole voice just to be part of your plan

Oh, you demon with a melody
A damn work of art
You don't steal souls
You make them give you their hearts
With a melody so pure it hides all the scars
Yeah, you almost dragged me to the bottom of
Well with the rest of your stars
But I heard the silence screaming through your tone
You love no one
You just hate being alone
So keep your flute and your fucked-up throne
I'm no longer a child you're taking home

Yes, I felt that attraction in my veins
Like a drug disguised as golden choruses
You smiled as if you knew I was going to break
As if I were just another soul to take
But I saw the cracks under your skin
The empty echo hidden inside
You don't play music, you control everything
A master of the strings without a soul

So play your music
Watch them all disappear
So play your music
Watch them all disappear
So play your music
Watch them all disappear
So play your music
Watch them all disappear

Oh, demon with your melody, a beautiful disease
Made millions of blind believers kneel
You can keep your illusion, your chorus of lies
Your symphony of ghosts with empty eyes
Because I chose silence in Take control of yourself
Better deaf than dancing with an empty soul
So grab your flute and go haunt your own soul
I was never yours