Psycroptic - Carnival Of Vulgarity lyrics

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There's a town somewhere inside someone's dreams

A place where nothing is as it seems

There's no record of it in any book

For those who go (there) never return

In this place, there's a fairground run by clowns,

Controls the town

Don't try to run- the clowns will come

Many people pass through here as they chase their destiny

They will stop and never want for things of life again

The fairground it costs no-one, blindly inside they are drawn

People driven by a call

Come, come inside, come inside, come inside, come

Like moths that are drawn to flame

These people enter the grounds of pain

From outside they see such fun

If they knew how would they run

What they see (is) illusion, blinded by this desire

They wish to laugh and scream

Welcome to the Carnival of Vulgarity

It will reinforce the existence of evil in this world for them

They will cry tears- of- Blood!

It seems tame 'til they're chained

By the clowns that are holding their kids

They're led down into the ground

Minds drowning in pools of fear

Down they go, there's a hall

Rowed with seats, they've placed before

The overlord of the fair. He says this-

"You know that you're going to be here forever.

Your children will be used for breeding, to sustain the system. You will

learn to suffer silently- for this is your fate."

They are told their golden rules

And guided to their new abode

Used for the purposes of old, to attract the new

Tied to rides and nailed to ferris wheels

The pain it seeps, the screams so real.