Cirque Tourne

In a deep dark forest, there is a caravan of traveling strangers Hosting a creepy carnival, with many possible dangers Enticing to the sinners Enticing to the lost The fun and answers to fill the void are available for a cost Sell your soul to the merchant Exchange it for a prize Believe not your ears Believe not your eyes For everything, everywhere, is a shroud of lies No one but you will find you here, so save your petty cries Time is always frozen here, live a thousand lives. The moon is our goddess here, we cater to her every whim Once you enter, your chances of an exit are very slim Play the game or prepare to be torn limb from limb The demons may not die, but desire needs to eat And nothing is more preferred than untainted human meat. After you watch the show, and forget the past You can become a member of our colorful all-star cast. First we have the ring leader, Adam, a young man with hair bright blue He talks in riddles, but he will give you a clue Wise and observing, he knows everything about everyone Sadistic and condescending, he thinks torture is rather fun. Next we have Eve, a cougar addicted to carnal desire Beautiful and driven, she could have any man she can aspire Cunning and devious, they say she is part snake If you should sleep with her, you may never wake. Then there’s the doctor, and old man with a dried out heart Curious and demented, he loves turning specimens into art Lay down on the table, so the operation can start. We have many other members like the puppet and the puppeteer, a jester, An acrobat, a demi-beast, a banshee, a possessed child, a gambler, and a magician. Now, let me tell you, girl, of your condition. You were a selfish, spoiled brat, but you were also wise You cut grown men with your words, despite being small in size You loved no one, not even you; you desperately trusted all and none You saw through the fragile illusion cast by the merry fun. You followed your natural instinct, and that brought you here Now forget the rules and obligations and let’s play a game, my dear. Torn between right and wrong, you are lost From the path you have strayed Ditch the conscious you have glossed Or join the ditches of those decayed. The key to happiness is survival You are better than the rest, hence your arrival. Welcome to Cirque Tourne, home of the freaks Welcome to Cirque Tourne, known for killing streaks. We now present our newest daughter May she lead many-a-slaughter. Under the guidance of the night’s groans and moans May she break hearts and bones. And when it comes to shows She’ll always keep you on your toes A deceptive actress, our best liar Out for revenge with eyes of fire With sultry dances and shocking screams Her hypnotic eyes eat other’s dreams. Monsters alone, but family together We’ll find ‘it’ come hell or bad weather Because we are strong, we’ll live forever and ever For us, there is no such thing as never.