the image of the world I live in born into to fall
into oblivion is the huge arena of illusion &
deceit nothing's real not a thing curtain call
& the show starts, commonness and
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/zUv ]self-leceration against the unceasing lape of
redemption - clowns the masters of disguise are
man's prototype my fear of the future increases
this arena is crowded with clowns curtain call
& the show starts just one tear releases a
violent river