The Circus of the Tattered and Torn
Philip: - No, it’s not a place for them to fulfill their dreams. Circe: - But you said... Philip: - Yes! It’s what we told them...so that they could trust us. Circe: - But isn’t that a bit cruel? Won’t that just bring sadness and disappointment? Philip: - Perhaps...but they’re all just lost, blown by the wind. And they will keep chasing their tails like fools, after all. And with a few words we can get them back, I’m sure. Circe: - But what about the crying and the pain? Philip: - Pain will lead them to growth, eventually. And if it all goes wrong...we can always offer them pleasure instead of pain, right? Circe: - You mean...sex? Philip: - Yes! That’s exactly what I mean. Sooner of later...they will give their souls away, anyway. Circe: - I don’t know...I’m scared. I fear that this goes too far. I don’t know if we can keep faking this much for so long. Philip: - Just bear in mind that love is all they are asking for. Even if it comes with the price of a cheap ticket and a couple of hours filled with hollow scenery. And they will always try to reach, try to feel that little spark of life in them, when nothing seems to quench their thirst. All we have to do...is to give our best, for the show’s about to begin.
(Wonderful scenes to behold We are here just for you ‘till the curtains are closed Leave all your fears and your lies For now you’re with us and we’re full of surprise Circus of the tattered and torn)
A pair of wings Formidable Piercing through the night sky Shadows the light Reaching higher and higher Only to find that the more you rise The harder you fall And you thought the dream Could never end See me falling from the skies Shattering all hopes and left behind And when you're down and out It picks you up Just to stab you in the back With a trust-forged knife A cage of steel Invincible Smothering around you Blindfolds your eyes Stops you from seeing who you can trust Only to find that the more it hides The lower you bow And you thought the wounds Would never mend Your lies were only convincing me To be what I'm not Once I felt I was flying But now my wings are paralyzed Your eyes were only making me A pale shadow (Nurturing my darkest thoughts) Crawling behind you when no longer I had faith in me (x2) And when you're down and out It picks you up Just to stab you in the back With a trust-forged knife
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
The dressing room Packed with freaks and outcasts Preparing to enter And deceive, at their best And in the mirror I see Just make up and confusion Before the spectacle begins Come, take a seat and enjoy We're about to begin All the tickets are sold But don't ever fear what you'll find After all, just like you We are tattered and torn And in this twisted play Forever bound to fail I am the sadness disguised Behind a painted smile The seats are packed Filled with ignorants and fools Paying to watch Just illusion and untruth And in their eyes I can see All hopes and dreams reflected For this throat to swallow in (x2) Come, take a seat and enjoy We're about to begin All the tickets are sold But don't ever fear what you'll find After all, just like you We are tattered and torn And when the lights fade With no goodbyes said And the curtains are closed I stand in silence Refrain from crying For all the smiles that feel so wrong (x2) And in this twisted play Forever bound to fail I am the sadness disguised Behind a painted smile They go on and on trying hard to feel In every act a wound that heals Like a dog chasing its tail They keep running round and round And we are all clowns And I keep on acting trying not to feel In every task a wound that bleeds Dressed in color and in smiles I keep running round and round But I'm just a clown
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025
Sometimes I feel Like the windblown hay Passing by Sometimes I feel Like a desperate father Searching for his child Sometimes I feel Like a willow cut down Deprived of all its pride Sometimes I feel Like a harmony Waiting for a rhyme Sometimes I feel Like an old soul Ready to die
(Flesh) Allowing awareness Of something right Or something wrong (Pain) A warning of what not to do Making you feel All the damage done (Mind) Allowing regret Of what you've done right Or you've done wrong (Pain) Shaping reality Making you see Where you have to go On the verge of breaking Slowly sipping in The bleary cup of agony Drowning And imagining adrenaline But only hoping to awake Endlessly nurturing the pain to ignore The needless attention we're longing for (Flesh) Increasing the pulse Pumping through your veins Feeling strong (Pain) Allowing awakening Making you scream For what you have done (Mind) Revisit the past Showing what is right And what is wrong (Pain) Shifting conformity Making you feel You are not so strong On the verge of breaking Slowly sipping in The bleary cup of agony Drowning And imagining adrenaline But only hoping to awake (x6 Slowly sipping in) And somehow we get used to that catapult of sentiment Addicted to an imaginary adrenaline, to the closeness to danger Caressing tragedy, just for a little taste Here, have a sip It will help you to nurture the pain Drink from the cup of agony Just a sip Endlessly nurturing the pain to ignore The needless attention we're longing for Endlessly trying in vain to restore The needs of a heart that beats no more (x17 Slowly sipping in) Endlessly nurturing the pain to ignore The needless attention we're longing for Endlessly trying in vain to restore The needs of a heart that beats no more Crying in vain On the endless fields of suffering we ride To get a taste of tragedy And we are longing for awakening Addicted to pain From a catapult of sentiment we fly And we drink [x3] Endlessly nurturing the pain to ignore The needless attention we're longing for Endlessly trying in vain to restore The needs of a heart that beats no more
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
I once saw the world With eyes painted red And a spirit black Sheltered from the light I'd face the unknown With fear in my eyes And the weight of the world on my back Drowning in lies I wait to see A wound that bleeds Eternally Forever breaking The one that's weak Naive and sick Who feels so bleak To change and to never reverse As I cut myself breaking every bone I am waiting, I'm just waiting to be gone As I break myself and die to be reborn I am molded by my aching Overhauling wounds I have felt before With eyes burning soar And a pair of hands that shake Trembling in the light I'm shattered and torn With scars to remind Of the one I tried to be Tattered from the lies I wait to see A wound that bleeds Incessantly Forever killing The one that's fake Who'll cry and break At all mistakes He’s done and could never accept As I cut myself breaking every bone I am waiting, I'm just waiting to be gone As I break myself and die to be reborn I am crawling without hope As I cut myself down to the bone I am waiting, I'm just waiting to see blood As I break myself and rise once more I am molded by my aching Overhauling wounds I used to see the world With eyes that could not face the unknown Like never I've been before I'm tattered and torn (As I cut myself breaking every bone I am waiting, I'm just waiting to be gone As I break myself and die to be reborn I am crawling without hope) [And I keep bleeding just to keep feeling And hear myself screaming but never healing And I keep cutting just to feel burning And never returning To what I was running from And I keep screaming just to be living But never hearing and never believing And I keep waiting just to be facing The lies that I'm making The ones I'm running from] As I see myself in a mirror of regret I am trying, I am dying to forget As I rebuild myself to be better than before I am shaped by each and every one Of my Overhauling wounds
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
Oh I've been down That same old dark road I've been down Collecting souls I've been down That same old dark road I've been down Through the young and the old I've been down In a game of my own I've been down Not to be alone No, I have been down Loving no one I've been down Until I was done I've been down Who I didn't know I've been down Boys and girls I'm down that road I've seen before Collector of souls Going down once more I long for your touch Don't wanna hear you talk You know I don't ask for much You can keep the keys But you won't see the lock And when you're down on your knees You're all I'm hoping for Light the fire inside I want to ignite the light in your eyes I'm down that road once more Collecting souls I love the feel of your skin And the way you walk But I don't wanna hear a single thing Cause we're around the clock I love the scent of your hair And the way you moan But I don't wanna be a friend tomorrow Just give me your soul And when you're down on all fours I could not ask for more Light the fire inside I want to ignite the light in your eyes And I thought that you would know by now I'm down that road once more Collecting souls Look deep into my eyes And maybe you'll see the lies Walk down with me again We'll pretend that is not a game And when I'm the one who's down You're allowed to laugh out loud But I'll keep on dancing this song With my collection of souls
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
Sing For that is all that you can be Sing For that is how they can believe Sing For that is how you chase your dreams And scream I am not a song Scream For it's the only way they hear Scream To overcome all of your fears Scream Until you're dead and cannot speak It scares me to know that I Might simply be a product Of my own convincing lies I'm longing to see the time To be able to externalize And change the paradigms I am trying Desperately not to be what I'm denying Forging and faking the scars that I am bearing Proudly for them not to see what I am hiding Under the stars I'm collecting down this road Afraid Of being forgotten, thrown away Afraid Of being gone without a trace Betrayed Afraid Not to be more than just a name Afraid To keep on forcing, forging, faking Afraid To keep on searching for a chance In vain To keep relying on something That might not even be a part of you I am trying Desperately not to be what I'm denying Forging and faking the scars that I am bearing Proudly for them not to see what I am hiding Under the stars I'm collecting down this road (Forgettable) (x2) I am trying desperately not to be forgettable I am dying to live with the monsters within my soul
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
Breaking in the clutch of rusty claws Nurturing the ache of my own flaws Back into a cage of rotten bars Torn by every wound and every scar Once again I'm judged for being lost Astray from what you claim to be the norm Even though you're one of the outcasts You never hesitate on giving back You say that you are keen to understand But cannot reach beyond your own two hands We never had a thing to be afraid And yet you are so scared by things unsaid We never had the chance to go to bed But I can only wonder if we had You say that we can go on with the talk But keep all of your bullshit to your gods Breaking in the clutch of rusty claws Nurturing the ache of my own flaws Back into a cage of rotten bars Torn by every wound and every scar Drowning in a pool of my own blood Jaded by the love that never was
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
So now you have seen Beyond the veil of dreams You smelled the wounds and touched the scars Now you have seen What's hiding underneath What somehow made us what we are Now you have seen This masquerade of freaks That made you feel alive and whole Please walk in The runway and begin To fool yourself that you are not like us We're drawn to the weak The flaws and hopes, so bleak We seek in others to belong And though we hide away In every way we may To make ourselves more than we really are We hide humanity With sexuality Reflecting someone's rates and tags We bear conformity And proudly spit our greed But only fake performers on this show A small collection of lies A display of the memories we hide Counting the bruises just to see who hurts the most Dressed in suits and ties Broken garments with linings made of ice Fit for the runway on a parade of broken things (x4) An endless parade of broken things A few tickets now for sale For those who chase around their tails Running round and round in circles Deeply bound to enter in the end For a simple glimpse or glance At the Circus of the Tattered and Torn (On and on collecting bruises For every bad experience We're hurting more than you) Grab your ticket to watch me suffer As I'm bleeding dry (Collecting memories We don't know who we are) Come on, take a seat and just relax You're right on time Let your emotions carry you on So you can leave here with a smile (On and on collecting people For every one we know We're feeling more alone) You're just looking for affection So now we'll start to cry A few tickets now for sale For those who chase around their tails Running round and round in circles Deeply bound to enter in the end For a simple glimpse or glance At the Circus of the Tattered and Torn [Philip & Circe:] “And now their dreams are shattered. For we earned their trust by pretending to feel their sadness with words that cut like knives, piercing through layers of excruciating pain. We hide behind promises of growth and glory, feeding their desires with countless hours of meaningless sex. Feasting on their fear of being lessened and forgotten. The show goes on and on. Never actually trying to fulfill their empty quest for love…” Building our stronghold of credentials Of titles and "what we do"s When all we want is to tell them how we feel What we fear and how we’re hurt (Never to reach) Never to reach the self Unable to feel alive Craving for just a glimpse Of something human in you and I
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025