Sickening - Thyrane

A scream-like laughter echoes in your head

As the cross-eyed dancers are capering

They flash by you with twisted smiles

Spinning around in odour, warm, repulsive, sickening

Been following this grotesque show

Could never comprehend

Seeing things clearer when standing aside

Through the phony gestures, plays of pretend

Bunch of sheep in wolves' clothing

You let them guide you, lead you astray

Herb of warped minds, you put them in control

'Til reality faded… away

Seeing things clearer when standing aside

Through the phony gestures, plays of pretend

Growing urge to reject the delusion

Of the old world, safe and fake

Years of surrender, living an illusion

A freak show you can escape