Scaretale

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.