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From the edges of the world
To the harlequin dance they have come
Even farther than the oceans of blood
For the occasion, their masks have rose
"Come in, come dance, come and die"
Chaos is one the first guest and he brags to the world
And peace was thrown out the window
And with the outermost strange and bizarre notes, comes the harlequin

She dances and charms the guests, she invites insanity to bloom
And reality to shoot itself
Beautifully extravagant, she smiles for the old fools
And finally madness has arrived; she bows to the host and throws her invitation to the floor

Gasping buffoons smile as they cry, applauding with death drinking at their sides
They cannot understand the understood
the dance goes on, goes on the dance
Madness congratulates the host for this bizarre showdown of irreality

In stupidity the kings and nobles laugh
As insanity slowly crawls in the back of their minds
Amazing it seems to them as they stab and kill their friends and family
Laughing they die, thinking how any day is a good day to die... if the harlequin is your host

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