Puppeterstrings

I wrote this some years ago. It means what it sounds like but then not at all.

Puppeterstrings:

Do you know how it feels to be controlled by another?
Like a puppet attached to the puppeterstrings..
Forced to obey by the Master's desire?
Whether tis to kill or to stoke His fire...
And no matter how much is done His will never tires?
Is His love all deception, a play on words!?
If our wings are our souls.. why de-feather us birds?
Then out of the light the darkness did rise..
To triumph this world and all worth despise..
I'll show no mercy! No kindness! No love!
To torture to kill, like the innocent dove..