the devil has a playground, nothing you can see

wickedness disguised for you and me

darkness rules the day, the circus comes to town

slowly riding in, come to take us down



carnival diablos



a fire in the field, smoking out the sun

minions throw their chains on everyone

caught in by the crossfire, sky is turning red

adding up his souls as we count our dead



creeping, sneaking, he tries to deceive

fighting off the devil, got a hold on me

he won't let me leave



freaks, thieves and jesters, they all know your name

calling out for you to play their game

caught in by the crossfire, sky is bloody red

adding up his souls as we count our dead