Marionettes - Daphne Guinness, Tony Visconti, Gail Ann Dorsey

Many marionettes

Dripping from your fingers

Grinning mesmerized

The foolish ones they linger

Dancing to your time

Rattling to your metronome

Painted and gilded

Lamed to the bone

All your parlour games

Spellbinding patterns in their brains

Sucking your cheroot

Worshipping your photograph

Like a peepshow prostitute

A voyeuristic phonograph

Masked grotesques

Performing pirouettes

Shadowing silhouettes

Ghastly rictus smiles

Sickly in the gaslight

Finally extinguishing memories of a past life

You sold your soul so long ago

Paid in silver, let the candle blow

And on your own with your reflection

You spread the cards, but you never find the fool

Spinning your web, your ectoplasmic ball of gloss

Handing around your sweetly poisoned candy floss

To the dolls of your desire

Come hither, come higher, stand closer to my fire

Surrender

Surrender to the kiss of the abyss