Back-alley baptism in a bath of sparks Chrome teeth grinning from the pitch-black dark Junkyard saints sing a grinder’s hymn We carve without mercy stitching iron to skin Rusted hooks set hydraulic veins Over-clocked hearts start a feedback chain Street-born surgeons with a taste for noise Turn flesh to metal, anarchy becomes our joy Hear that whine—overload inside Kill the signal, let the circuits ride We are the Freakshow—cut, weld, ignite Cyberpunks in a dog-eat-dog fight Rip the skin, let the engines show When you roll with us no one'll ever tell you no No peace, no cure, just a surge and a shout When you mess with the Freakshow you get knocked the fuck out! Sawblades spinning, ripping and tearing We're the bastards of this world uncaring We're the Scrapheap kings, and it ain't no lie You wanna mess with us, then prepare to die! Every limb’s a weapon slicin' to the bone Sending all you heroes back to the starting zone We don’t ever die, instead we come back stronger If you come to pick a fight you won't live much longer Turn up the volume till the breakers scream Rattle the cages of this fucked-up dream We are the Freakshow—cut, weld, ignite Cyberpunks in a dog-eat-dog fight Rip the skin, let the engines show When you roll with us no one'll ever tell you no No peace, no cure, just a surge and a shout When you mess with the Freakshow you get knocked the fuck out! Grind—splice—tear it through Build a monster outta you Shock—burn—slash and scrape Human error, obsolete MET-AL! MET-AL! (splice and sear!) NOISE! NOISE! (kill the fear!) RE-BUILD! RE-BUILD! (nothing’s real!) We are the Freakshow—sirens collide Chaos engines you can’t deny Break your bones, let the pistons growl Feed the riot, hear us howl No gods above and no code to hold We are the Freakshow—corrupt the whole When the grid goes black and the sparks rain down We’ll be laughing loud in a burning town In the wreckage where your world erodes— We rise, rewired… in overload.
