See the prophet, see the sage, calling freaks up to the stage
Point and laugh at their deformity
Sunken eyes fixed to a stare, ashamed of the cross they have to bear
Their sorrow smothered by the calliope

Exploited by the system
What have they done?
Dared to the chase the shadows
Into unforgiving sun?

The curtain is raised, and the klaxon turns
Embittered with rage, a call to arms is heard:

"Forfeit your precious Eden; sanity, exiled
Behold the birth of this chimera's season"

No light remains in this carnival of shadows
We sleep till dark
Sleep till dark
When the evening falls, madness is to follow
Blood for blood
The eye of the night is ours

Solo Foley

Ascend the killing floor, there's work to be done
Hone your instruments of wrath, now the slaughter has begun
Who's the master, who's the slave, who is headed for the grave?
We were destined for the spike; there was nothing more to life

Solo Foley
Solo Atkinson
Double

There is no escape, you belong to us
When you enter the gate, of this manic circus

"Forfeit your precious Eden; sanity, exiled
Behold the birth of this chimera's season"

No light remains in this carnival of shadows
We sleep till dark
Sleep till dark
When the evening falls, madness is to follow
Blood for blood
The eye of the night is ours

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