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Greeting, welcome to the gypsy of
coin was very much appreciated
And now I grant you your future

It seems my cards of Tarot have dealt you a very odd
A of six jokers card, this is very rare
And something neusant is approaching
You should be visited by a circus
A circus that holds and anguish

This traveling mass of evil will leave corpse to rot
While entrapping your soul to at future stops
Oh, yes, you should also be aware that it is your own evil
have brought about this carnival's visit

All of the sins and hatred you have cast your life
Have whipped and spun form, the form of one
One who leads this gruesome of pain into your life
One beast, one known only as Ringmaster

Welcome ladies and to the museum, the wax museum
of dead souls covered in wax
All of the rare you are about to encounter
Are strange and wondrous of the one
And the only of them all
So dead and undead, please welcome the Ringmaster
Purpose, question,

The ICP is of the
And the Ringmaster's of the of mankind
Gya, motherfucker, now you gotta face your enemy
And that's
Every wicked you've ever done has come back now
And it's whip your little ass, bitchboy

Us, we're clowns
We work for the Ringmaster
With the wave of his magic
I forward, wind back
And this battle axe
your motherfucking head, ooh

So step right up the Ringmaster
Takes you on the ride of life
Horror and fear, smiles and
And oh, ever so do

The rises up and lifts across the sky
the forest and down the river
Along the valley, over the
And down the and up the sidewalk
Only to surprise you and
At your very door, let's go, motherfuckers