| Once upon a time in a daymare
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| Dying to meet you, little child
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| Enter enter this sideshow
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| Time for bed the cradle still rocks
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| 13 chimes on a dead man’s clock
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| Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
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| The bride will lure you, cook you, eat you
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| Your dear innocence boiled to
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| Feed the evil in need of fear
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| Burning farms and squealing pigs
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| A pool of snakes to swim with, oh sweet poison
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| Bite me, bite me
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| «Ladies and gentlemen
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| Be heartlessly welcome!
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| To Cirque De Morgue
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| And what a show we have for you tonight!»
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| Restless souls will put on their dancing shoes
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| Mindless ghouls with lot of limbs to lose
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| Illusionsists, controtionist
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| Tightrope — walkers tightening the noose
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| Horde of spiders, closet tentacles
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| Laughing harpies with their talons ripping
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| Sher-chrisss, per-vizzz
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| The pendulum still sways for you
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| Such are the darks here to show you, child in a corner
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| fallen mirrors, all kingdom in cinders |