Carnival Of Vulgarity Lyrics - Singles - Psycroptic

There's a town somewhere inside someone's dreams 

A place where nothing is as it seems 

There's no record of it in any book 

For those who go (there) never return 

In this place, there's a fairground run by clowns, 

Controls the town 

Don't try to run- the clowns will come 

Many people pass through here as they chase their destiny 

They will stop and never want for things of life again 

The fairground it costs no-one, blindly inside they are drawn 

People driven by a call 

Come, come inside, come inside, come inside, come 

Like moths that are drawn to flame 

These people enter the grounds of pain 

From outside they see such fun 

If they knew how would they run 

What they see (is) illusion, blinded by this desire 

They wish to laugh and scream 

Welcome to the Carnival of Vulgarity 

It will reinforce the existence of evil in this world for them 

They will cry tears- of- Blood! 

It seems tame 'til they're chained 

By the clowns that are holding their kids 

They're led down into the ground 

Minds drowning in pools of fear 

Down they go, there's a hall 

Rowed with seats, they've placed before 

The overlord of the fair. He says this- 

"You know that you're going to be here forever. 

Your children will be used for breeding, to sustain the system. You will 

learn to suffer silently- for this is your fate." 

They are told their golden rules 

And guided to their new abode 

Used for the purposes of old, to attract the new 

Tied to rides and nailed to ferris wheels 

The pain it seeps, the screams so real.