There are other ways
of persuasion
There are other modes
of control
There are other means
of deceit
There are other roads
to the soul
There are other options
of passion
You have so much left
to learn
Want to save your men
from the fire
Show me that you're
willing to burn whoa
Oh well who's to say
with all the mistakes
I've made
Don't be afraid
That they will be
the last
Think of your past
Mistakes I ever make
Don't break when
there is so much power
so much power
But there's no
puppet here
This is the price
I'm just a man
we pay for love
There is the line
I'm just a man
never enough
So much power
so much power
Forgive me
but there's no
puppet here
I can't
Back at home
my wife awaits for me
She's my everything
my Penelope
And she's all my power
all my power
but it's been twelve
long years
Oh twelve long years since
I have seen my wife
And now the God of Tides
is out to end my life
So I beg you Circe
grant us mercy
And let us puppets leave
Ah Poseidon eh
There might be a way to
evade him
There might be a way to
get home
Though this other way's
very dangerous
It might be your one
final hope
I know of a
brilliant prophet
Problem is this
prophet is dead
I can't get you home
but I'll get you to
the Underworld instead
I'll release your men
and I'll get you to
the Underworld instead
Wait you're helping us
There are many ways
of persuasion
There are many
modes of control
Maybe showing one
act of kindness
Leads to kinder souls
down the road
I remember actions
of passion
I have been in love
once before
Maybe one day
the world will need
a puppeteer no more
Or maybe one day
the world will need
a puppeteer more