(Verse 1) Under the big top, the lights grow dim, The air is thick with a deadly whim, The ringmaster smiles, his eyes agleam, For tonight’s show is a twisted dream. The crowd gathers close, their hearts in fear, But the freaks of the show draw near, They scan the faces, one by one, Until they find the chosen one. (Chorus) In the center ring, the screams begin, As they strap down the victim’s skin, The clown rolls out with blades so sharp, A devil’s grin, a soulless heart. The freaks take turns with deadly grace, As blood and terror paint the place, In the Carnival of Carnage, there’s no escape, Where the twisted souls seal your fate. (Verse 2) The strongman grins with iron fists, As the bearded lady twists her wrists, The sword swallower sharpens his blade, While the fire breather fans the flames he made. They surround the table, eyes alight, Ready to feast on the victim’s fright, The clown steps up, with a rusty saw, And starts the carnage, with a maniac’s caw. (Chorus) In the center ring, the screams begin, As they strap down the victim’s skin, The clown rolls out with blades so sharp, A devil’s grin, a soulless heart. The freaks take turns with deadly grace, As blood and terror paint the place, In the Carnival of Carnage, there’s no escape, Where the twisted souls seal your fate. (Bridge) The crowd recoils, but cannot flee, Trapped in the horror they’re forced to see, As limbs are hacked and blood is sprayed, The freaks delight in the chaos made. The victim’s cries echo loud and clear, But the freaks’ laughter is all they hear, In this circus of death, no one survives, As the freaks devour their souls alive. (Chorus) In the center ring, the screams begin, As they strap down the victim’s skin, The clown rolls out with blades so sharp, A devil’s grin, a soulless heart. The freaks take turns with deadly grace, As blood and terror paint the place, In the Carnival of Carnage, there’s no escape, Where the twisted souls seal your fate. (Outro) As the night grows cold and the show winds down, The freaks retreat, with blood-stained gowns, The tent falls silent, the lights go out, But the memory lingers, there’s no doubt. In the darkened night, the echoes ring, Of the terror that the circus brings, So beware the freaks who seek to play, In the Carnival of Carnage, you might stay.
