The image of the world I live in
Born into to fall into oblivion
Is one huge arena of illusion and deceit

Nothing's real

Not a thing curtain call and the show starts
Commonness and self-laceration
Against the unceasing
Unceasing lape of redemption

Certain call
And the show starts
Commonness and self-laceration
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!
Certain call and the show starts
Just one tear releases a violent river!

Certain call and the show starts
The show starts!
Commonness and self-laceration
Against the unceasing
Unceasing lape of redemption

Clowns
The masters of disguise
Are man's prototype
My fear of the future increases
Certain call
And the show starts
Just one tear
Releases a violent river!