Trapped in a travesty of jokers at the lead Soundtrack to this comedy of lament for those who read Honor flanked intellect and fell into the well Like a child’s reasoning would open the gates of hell
The scepter is stolen by a jester in the king’s court Beware of his temper, beware of his pride Wise men bang their heads against the wall Heed the sinister call
Clowns have the word Fools have the day Meanings are blurred As sense flies away Let’s sing the anthem of mental eclipse As the children play chess with the world Hearken the choirs, redeem and repent
The winds of doom sweep across these pleasant lands With a sound of prophecy of darker times at hand Heedful enlightened rule slips into the void Out from the shadows steps a cranky boy
The scepter is stolen by a jester in the king’s court Beware of his temper, beware of his pride Wise men bang their heads against the wall Heed the sinister call
Clowns have the word Fools have the day Meanings are blurred As sense flies away Let’s sing the anthem of mental eclipse As the children play chess with the world Hearken the choirs, redeem and repent (X3)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
