The Last Circus

Skeletal shadows
Getting off the ark
Cynical scarecrow
Feeding on the dark
Horde of prey
Scope their goal
Smelling the remains
Farcical funeral
The snatching of the dead
Grey vessels
On the horizon
Always haunting
The Crimson
Drifting their captures
Away to the last circus
Tell me now
Are we going to desecrate
This hollow
Gloomy freak masquerade
Stand up now
And switch on your cloaking armor
Sneak on board
The ship of no return