The Black Circus Songtext
von Manticora

I saw the fluttering worn-out black flags in the wind
Torn by weather and time
Belonging to the travelling circus
That is situated on a hill in the countryside (it is calling to me with a silent chime)

The circus is simple in its construction
Without a trace of silver and gold
It is covered in dark silk and ivory
But it′s awful, yet awesome to behold

I was bewitched by its magic
As are the crowds that attend (it is a beautiful sight)
Something urged me forward through the gates (those gates that seemed to swallow me)
A promise of horror through a ride so wild


The black circus made my sanity flow like a poisonous river (leaving a trail of despair)
But it also seems to drag the weakest of souls (into its treacherous lair)
Everything I saw and everything I heard I cannot remember (but I shall always fear)
I sense a kind of underlying madness in the thrill of the fair

In all its majesty (majesty)
It stands so perfectly (perfectly)
Reaching from the ground to the sky (to the sky)
From the worm to the crow flying high

It is the perfect illusion
And the ultimate intrusion
I almost feel like I'm caught in a web like a fly
I feel so happy that I could die
And not give a thought about it