Come any, come all,
To the Carnival of Horror...
Every piece of Earth was virgin and now is beating...
with its brains and scientists before tongues...
A loner's eye can see the
ant hill...
People's nature along with
behavior speak of...
One late night
Showed me the light...
They come; they fight
They earn their right...
Captains.
All better to the best of men...
If you are a love prisoner stuck for a long time...
Undoubtedly, fate emanates in powerful waves and...
Why would you always be a prisoner of your...
Let all ingredients run in their planned pathways...
We think we know
what we deserve...
So the axemen fell trees on our houses,
Dusting our streets with their black horses...
History is a myth that sustains
our justification for all...