"The Glitter Clowns" presents: King of the Broken Mirrors

[Part 1 – Piano Ballad, introspektiv] In the velvet night I wear my crown of thorns Silver tears are falling while the circus burns I kissed her painted lips under chloroform stars Now her laughter echoes in these empty cars Mama, I think I’ve lost the game I traded my shadow for a lover’s name The mirrors keep laughing, they know my face But I don’t recognize this smile in its place [Part 2 – Building, emotional] I am the king of the broken mirrors Ruling over reflections that disappear Every time I touch her, the glass cuts deeper Every time I love her, I fade away [Part 3 – Opera/Chaotic Explosion] Rise! Rise! The carnival is calling! Painted gods are screaming, the curtain’s falling! Hearts on fire, veins full of gold! We dance on the graves of the stories we told! Who am I? Who are you? Are we lovers or just fools in the zoo? Let the trumpets scream, let the clowns go mad! Tonight we burn the kingdom we never had! [Part 4 – Heavy Glam Rock] I am the storm in the velvet glove! I am the prayer in the house of love! Break the mirrors, cut the strings! I’ll be the last fool that ever sings! [Outro – Soft, haunting] In the velvet night I lay my crown to rest Silver tears keep falling on my painted chest If you find me smiling when the morning comes… Know the king has finally come undone…