Stone cold the fallen slaves crawl out the grave Come from the town, come from outside, see the show Calling you in the circle of fire
Under the curtain, under the curse of the night
Rain the silver on the Damned Wishing for money as it is the thing that will set them free!
Circus of the Dead showing the way ahead End of the living world, drown, deep in despair anywhere Playing out and laugh, this life is just a gaffe Only death and time will smile
Reaper hunting down for the lone For the souls, for the lost For the tearful cries You have to be afraid of the Master of the clowns Leading the parade, ruling the Opera House!
Whisper prays and hopes to the mentor with the scythe
Rain the silver on the Damned Wishing for money as it is the thing that will set them free!
Circus of the Dead showing the way ahead End of the living world, drown, deep in despair anywhere Playing out and laugh, this life is just a gaffe Only death and time will smile
No time to turning back bearing the weight of sin Falling down in the gray cold grave Feeling this is the way we dieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
