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Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
Creeping dread, the tightrope snaps, the acrobat’s last flight,
Flesh and sinew scattered wide, lost within the night.
Blood stains the sawdust, a crimson masquerade,
Lifeless souls are scattered, in the games that we've played.
A jester’s laugh, a knife’s caress, the echoes start to fade,
The hollow bodies, lifeless forms, in death’s embrace they wade.
Forgotten by the living, the echoes of the dead,
In this carnival of sorrow, where hope was never bred.
The audience, a lifeless sea, with eyes like empty graves,
Their hearts, now buried in the dark, where no one ever saves.

[Chorus]
The curtain falls, the shadows rise,
A final bow beneath the cries.
Life and death in a dance so grim,
As the audience’s hearts grow thin.
With blood-stained hands, we take our leave,
In the silence, what do we believe?
The show is over, but the nightmares call,
As darkness reigns, the curtain falls.

[Verse 2]
The music fades, yet echoes scream, like whispers in the dark,
Hollow eyes gaze vacantly, their souls a fading spark.
Now the lights dim lower, and the darkness reclaims,
The hollow bodies linger, they’re the ones to bear the blame.
A phantom dance, a twisted trance, with puppets made of flesh,
As shadows play their sick charade, in chaos they enmes
The ringmaster’s laughter, rings like a death knell,
He can’t wait for the next show, where innocence shall swell.
Blood is the currency in this carnival of pain,
In the heart of the macabre, where the innocents are slain.

[Chorus]
The curtain falls, the shadows rise,
A final bow beneath the cries.
Life and death in a dance so grim,
As the audience’s hearts grow thin.
With blood-stained hands, we take our leave,
In the silence, what do we believe?
The show is over, but the nightmares call,
As darkness reigns, the curtain falls.

[Verse 3]
Beneath the gory canvas, the puppets dance alone,
With strings of twisted fate, they've lost all they’ve known.
The charred remains of hope strewn across the floor,
A gallery of nightmares, behind the crimson door.
As the horror fades away, in the wake of blood and dust,
The circus of the damned grows, with each innocent thrust.
Beneath the tent of shattered dreams, the damned now lie still,
In the silence of the aftermath, the void can never fill.
Tonight, the ghosts are whispering, a symphony of fright,
As the curtain drapes the stage, sealing fate in the night.

[Chorus]
The curtain falls, the shadows rise,
A final bow beneath the cries.
Life and death in a dance so grim,
As the audience’s hearts grow thin.
With blood-stained hands, we take our leave,
In the silence, what do we believe?
The show is over, but the nightmares call,
As darkness reigns, the curtain falls.

[Outro]
So gather 'round, my children, for the next macabre show,
When the ringmaster arises, and the blood begins to flow.
The stage is set for carnage, let the terror enthrall,
For every end is a beginning — when the curtain falls.