Freaks

Dark night, he walks down the parkway
With a rifle and some shells
Black heart on his sleeve
Always been self-righteous
That turns against him now
As he stumbles on the glade
And up the hill
Lights from a tent come close
Still so contemptuous
He's taking fright
The empty circus ring
Awaits on the inside
Grim shadows lie in wait
Suddenly the pack awakes
Their crippled bodies lurk
Lost souls and no god's grace

Welcome to our little freak show
Here comes your fall from grace
Welcome to our deadly freak show
Here comes your demise

Crooked hands try to grab him
Demonic looks on their faces
He's gone out on a limb
Their laughter sounds insane
As he tries to get away
They throw him to the floor
Lost in a freak show nightmare
There is no escape no more
After the night has gone
His mangled body bleeds
Horrified he has to find out
He's now a freak!

Welcome to our little freak show
Here comes your fall from grace
Welcome to our deadly freak show
Here comes your demise



Credits
Writer(s): Jimmy Doyle
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