to backstab friends in halls
has that made you feel bigger
has that made your face glow
your poor glutton heart
feeds from empty veins
when there's no warm blood
it uses poison instead.
Truth becomes hateful
good becomes bad
givers get punished
takers rule from cold air.
Support turns to envy
trust turns to shame
greed starts exploiting
love for lowest aim.
But in an upside-down world
things must turn the other way
snakes bite their tails
evil eyes lose their veil
your dance was never yours
you've stolen the whole stage
think of it as silent show
it's quiet only while we play.
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| Circus, Theatre Elysium |
