Clowns Songtext
von Inner Missing

The time has come
To take one more step
Towards the edge
The edge of the universe
Where everyone′s eyes are open
Where the book of death is forever ours to write


The genuine art always feeds on sanity
This is the price and you must pay in advance
Is it regret behind your eyes or is it just nothing?
Nothing that simulates wisdom
Nothing that plays god

The canvas is torn
And paints are scattered
Your muse has betrayed you again
And crows of sorrow have pecked out your eyes
This is the end
And you are welcomed
By a horde of angry clowns