The golden creature sits back on his throne Gazing at us in Six guests, humanity's best Are why they are there
All roads lead here, all are burned Have we digested the things we learned Have we a chance the dead rise and dance we the time for the final romance
We better find out, the name of the Chance of a future, frozen and Or of a quick death brought here on a Why are we here, does anyone Why are we here, at the terminal
The king has secrets, dark and morose like it if we were like him All the dark spent in the maze Have a new man of him
All roads lead here, all roads are Are we quite of all that we know Are we miscast or do we hold Have we the for the final repast
We better find out, the name of the Chance of a new world, sunny and Or of a burning a branded Why are we here, we don't even Why are we here at the show?
The red queen is sleeping, in a dream She wakes and she all alone All of her fears are crowded in Laughing, pick at her bones
All roads lead here, none lead Are we quire certain we're anyway we been wise or are we despised? Have we the time for our final
We find out, the name of the game Chance of a lost world, and dismay Pick up your belongings, we all to pay Why are the vultures circling Why can't we for the right to our blood?
We are demented, knows Misrepresented, coming to Why are we here, we don't know? Why are we here at the show?