Ringmasters Back

Painted sinners dressed in scars,
Every monster knows its part.
Steel drums shake the circus floor; hear the engines start to roar.
Spotlights cut the crimson haze; welcome to the end of days.
Tick tock, hear the chains unlock.
The Ringmaster is back, the Ringmaster again.
Step right back, feel the strike; welcome to the midnight.
The Ringmaster is back, the Ringmaster again.
Light the tent, let it burn; watch the carnival return.
Crooked crowns and shattered glass,
Every nightmare comes to pass.
Fire breath and twisted grins, every demon stepping in.
Marching boots in neon lines, clockwork hearts out of time.
Hear the crowd begin to scream; nothing here is what it seems.