Lyrics:

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
Curtain call and the show starts
Show starts
Commonness and self-lace-
Ration against the uncea-
Unceasing hope of redemption
Curtain call and the show starts
Commonness and self-laceration
Against the unceasing hope 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 and the show starts
Just one tear releases a violent river
Curtain call and the show starts
Show starts
Commonness and self-lace-
Ration against the uncea-
Unceasing hope 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 and the show starts
Just one tear releases a violent