Mental Circus

About the way death affects you in ways you only realize year(s) later.

03-14-07

Mental Circus

Welcome to this candlelight intro
a black parade of mutilated sanity
with all of my severed tragedies.

You called the angels,
hey, why’d you call the angels?
and surrender to sleeping forever.

Welcome to my candlelight intro
and hail, hail I’m full of grace and disgrace!
now I’m anthemia? anathema I will remain!

Hey, I won’t call the angels!
did you even want to hold on?
why didn't you hold on love?


Welcome, welcome, to my candlelight darkness
my “mirror, mirror” of insanity where life is torn apart
and stitched together again in a sick parody

Hey, you called the angels!
but I can’t call the angels,
or I’ll sleep forever!


Welcome, welcome to my dark parade
this mutilated reality that’s now meant for me
and I’ll hold on, hold on!
Won’t call the angels!!

Hey, call the angels
welcome to a mental circus!