Well take a breath, step right up
The barker's words will suck you in
The damned can throw a damned good party
Go on and glance behind the curtains

The blood, the smoke, the flesh and lights
The scent of sin is in the air
Leave your morals at the door
The dead are here, let down your hair and

Whoa, step into our carnival
Where hell is never distant
And the blood it always flows
Scream and save a dance for me
If heaven's pure perfection
The freak show's always where I'd rather be

The tattooed lady sways her hips
As serpents weave around her chest
The dancing girls are all for sale
A payment in a pound of flesh

The devil grinds his calliope
I'm a zombie dancing on a string
Join this fucking spectacle
Cries for help don't mean anything

The screams
A sweet, dead symphony
Damnation still beats apathy
Your life, your soul, your beating heart
The price is steep but once you start
You won't look back
Regrets are gone
We may be dead, but we go on
You can't resist the marquee's glow
So sing with us
Sing with us, as we go