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

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

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

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

Welcome ladies and to the museum, the wax museum
Thousands of dead covered in wax
All of the rare exhibits you are about to
Are strange and creations of the one
And the leader of them all
So both dead and undead, welcome the Ringmaster
Purpose, question,

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

Us, just clowns
We just for the Ringmaster
the wave of his magic wand
I forward, wind back
And swing this axe
Upside your head, ooh

So right up 'cause the Ringmaster
you on the ride of your life
Horror and fear, and tears
And oh, ever so do

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