Laughter of the Clowns
My mind grows bright while the lights dim
A wondrous vision of love and whim
A single star dots the night sky
Cherubs weep and the angels cry
Summer's embrace leaves a winter's regret
Of the moments you'd shared with whom you met
Cloaked under a blanket of dreams and sorrow
You rest your head until the weary morrow
Cover your mind with an earthen shell
Or risk the reward of a tortured hell
The fires will burn your eager skin
You love the flames and the pain and the angel's sin
Curse me God and color me black
Carry on with your demonic attack
As lightning cuts the mortal sky
The air takes away your earthly high
Scenes of wild red and somber blue
The Clowns will laugh when they get their cue
Blood runs deep into the ground
Screams are the only sound
That, and the laughter of the clowns
Burned and broke and bloodied towns
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