The eyed creature sits back on his throne Gazing at us in Six guests, humanity's best Are wondering why they are
All roads lead here, all are burned we digested the things we have learned Have we a chance the dead rise and dance Have we the time for the romance
We better find out, the of the game of a future, frozen and grim Or of a quick brought here on a whim Why are we here, does know? Why are we here, at the terminal
The blind king has secrets, dark and He'd it if we were like him All the days spent in the maze Have a new man of him
All lead here, all roads are closed Are we quite of all that we know Are we miscast or do we hold Have we the time for the final
We better find out, the name of the Chance of a new world, and fine Or of a a branded design Why are we here, we don't know? Why are we here at the show?
The red is sleeping, lost in a dream She wakes and she all alone All of her fears are crowded in Laughing, they pick at her
All roads lead here, none away Are we certain we're here anyway we been wise or are we despised? Have we the time for our final
We better find out, the of the game Chance of a world, rain and dismay up your belongings, we all have to pay Why are the vultures above? Why can't we fight for the to our blood?
We are demented, everyone Misrepresented, to blows Why are we here, we even know? Why are we here at the show?