<< : 2003-09-14 :: 11:20 p.m. : >>
The nature of Good and Bad.

Life is too much of a freak show! Welcome to the Carnival. We all lay in dust here, and every one of us is odd.

Wether it be secret, or out for all to see, we pile into churches bending on our knee's. Babies Cry and Mothers yell, while Flith covers us all.

Dust storms can be smelled from miles around, as Mud fills the lungs and bodies put into ground.

Wasting gifts is best preceeding, for using is being marked with sin.

Every ONE comes to Judge, but they all come to see us live.

Goldfish in a tiny bowl, we live heaven and hell, but every one comes to see the freaky things they hold within.

I'll dance the Couchie Choo, in darkness it's okay, you know I'm a nasty girl, and you can misbehave.

Ya, Freaky me, deserves this Scarlet "F".

So You can do what you like, in the shadows of the light.

I provoke your yearning, your daily secrets, buried in your soul. You lay sleeping, day in day out, living silently a personal hell.Tell we come around. You come to the open Fire, that we lay out to see, like moths to a flame you come to say,

"Read my Fortune please!"

Welcome to the Carnival.

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