"Ring-a-ring-a-roses
A pocket full of posies
Atishoo, atishoo
We all fall down"
Once upon a time in a daymare
Dying to meet you, litlle child, enter enter this sideshow
Time for bed, the cradle still rocks
13 chimes on a dead man's clock
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
The bride will lure you, cook you, eat you
Your dear innocence boiled to feed the evil in need of fear
Burning farms and squeeling pigs
A pool of snakes to swim with, oh sweet poison
Bite me, bite me
"Ladies and gentlemen
Be heartlessly welcome!
To Cirque De Morgue
And what a show we have for you tonight!"
Restless souls will put on their dancing shoes
Mindless ghouls with lots of limbs to lose
Illusionists, contortionist
Tightrope, walkers thightening the noose
Horde of spiders, closet tentacles
Laughing harpies with their tallons ripping
Sher-chrisss, per-vizz
The pendulum still sways for you
Such are the darks here to show you, child in a corner
Fallen mirrors, all kingdom in cinders
