It's such a sweet delight
To twist your wretched bones
And I long to make you suffer
And take you for my own

Reach out and touch your skin
Pull you into hell
You are just my puppet
I break the mortal shell

You are under my control
There's nothing you can do to fight the grip I have on you
Just a twisted, broken soul
You are under my control

I put my hands on you
You'll never be the same
And I'm ripping through your body
Expanding my domain

And you are just a child
But make no mistake
You are mine, but if you fight
There are plenty others I can take

You are under my control
There's nothing you can do to fight the grip I have on you
Just a twisted, broken soul
You are under my control
And I mold your meat like clay
Because it pleases me to say
I can fold you up and put you away in my pocket

And the soul is just a toy
To see you suffer brings me joy
And if you only knew
The plans I have for you

You are under my control
There's nothing you can do to fight the grip I have on you
Just a twisted, broken soul
You are under my control

OH!
YOU'RE UNDER MY CONTROL!
YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
OH!
YOU'RE UNDER MY CONTROL!
YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
OH!
YOU'RE UNDER MY CONTROL!
OH!
YOU'RE UNDER MY CONTROL!
YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!