Carnival of the Damned

Ladies and gentlemen... and those undecided.
Did you think there would be tickets?
Oh no. Here, we pay with scars.
Show me your wrists.
The gates are open.


Here plaster flakes fall straight into the wine,
The local juggler’s been hooked on the line for a time.
He doesn’t juggle pins, he juggles debts and lies,
Look how his sweaty, angry rags mesmerize!
We wear no masks here, my friend, that’s a charade,
Here every monster has thrown off the shade
Of its shame.
Pour a drink for the dame...
The one crying and laughing by the crooked frame.
There isn’t a single empty seat to claim!

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Forget morality, that old crutch, dusty and dry.
We are all just angry, drunk stardust in the sky.
Spin the wheel!

Припев
This is the Carnival of the Damned!
Dance while your bones can still stand!
Here angels chain-smoke by a wall that is crushed.
We sold our souls to stand in the dusk,
Where our dreams scream louder than the brass band!
Carnival!
Where every king—
Plays his final role in the ring!


Over there in the corner, a tamer of his own spite.
He cracks his whip, but he’s broken inside tonight.
And here is the acrobat who never fell down—
Because he never stepped onto the ledge of this town!
We drink turpentine chased with a glass shard,
This burning asylum feels like heaven, unbarred.
Hey, barman! Splash me more of that thick gloom,
I know that’s me in the mirror. But who the hell are you in the room?


Do you hear?
It’s not music.
It’s the gears grinding in our chests.
The grease is gone.
BUT WE DON'T WANT TO LEAVE!

Припев
This is the Carnival of the Damned!
Dance while your bones can still stand!
Here angels chain-smoke by a wall that is crushed.
We sold our souls to stand in the dusk,
Where our dreams scream louder than the brass band!
Carnival!


Bow down...
Bow down...
The curtain... has fallen.