Between life and death
one of you murmurs
Some call it luck, others call it God.
she is the voice of time
presenting your performance.
You are going to kill fear
in the jaws of the lion.
CHORUS:
Welcome to the circus,
with jugglers of ideas,
those who hang by a thread so as not to lose their reason.
In the endless circus,
you will not be able to survive
if you cannot kill,
that fear of feeling.
CHORUS:
Welcome to the circus...
To leave the circus,
abandon your costume,
reveal the face behind the mask.
Welcome to the circus...
WE ASK FOR YOUR ATTENTION!

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