Scaretale

Once upon a time in a daymare Dying to meet you, litlle child, enter enter this sideshow Time for bed, the cradle still rocks Thirteen chimes on a dead man's clock Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock The bride will lure you, cook you, eat you Your dear innocence boiled to feed the evil in need of fear Burning farms and squealing pigs A pool of snakes to swim with, oh sweet poison Bite me, bite me Ladies and gentlemen Be heartlessly welcome To Cirque De Morgue And what a show we have for you tonight Restless souls will put on their dancing shoes Mindless ghouls with lots of limbs to lose Illusionists, contortionist, Tightrope walkers tightening the noose La, la, la, la La, la, la, la La, la, la, la Horde of spiders, closet tentacles Laughing harpies with their tallons ripping, sher-chrisss, per-vizz The pendulum still sways for you Such are the darks here to show you, child in a corner Fallen mirrors, all kingdom in cinders --- Scaretale - Nightwish