The Circus of Hell

In the heart of the city, under the neon lights
There's a show that's not pretty, but it's so bright
It's the Circus of Hell, where the lost souls dwell
In the echo of the laughter, you can hear the knell

Welcome to the Circus of Hell, where dreams are sold
Where the brave are weak, and the weak are bold
In the Circus of Hell, we wear our shell
In the dance of the damned, we fell, oh well

Step right up, see the man with the broken smile
He's been walking his tightrope for a while
In the Circus of Hell, there's no wishing well
Only shadows of the past, and a tolling bell

Welcome to the Circus of Hell, where hope is lost
Where the frost of despair covers the cost
In the Circus of Hell, we tell our tale
In the silence of the screams, we set sail

In the Circus of Hell, we find our place
In the mirror of fear, we see our face
But the Circus of Hell is just a shell
And in the heart of the darkness, we find ourselves

Welcome to the Circus of Hell, where we break the spell
Where the stories of sorrow, we no longer tell
In the Circus of Hell, we ring the bell
And in the light of the dawn, we bid farewell

So there is the Circus of Hell, and the tales we tell
In the echo of the laughter, we found our swell
In the Circus of Hell, we broke our shell
And in the heart of the darkness, we found ourselves