He's out there
Like the godhead
Floating
In his casket
An artist
With no canvas
The masked man
Before he's unveiled
His charm is
His poison
The face he makes
Sells you for ransom
You cling to
His lifeline
While you're cut
Into ribbons
And what you see is what you get
It's a circus
With no rings
It's a circus
He's willing
To wait for
The right time
To strike
He's one in
A million
A masked man
Or a mad man
And what you see is what you get
He's faster
Than you can
Imagine
In daylight
His art forms
The secrets
To make you
Uneasy
And what you see is what you get
And what you see is what you get
It's a circus
With no rings
It's a circus
He's Moses
He's Jesus
He'll kill us
Then he will eat us
He's Adam
He's Ahab
He'll save us
Then he will maim us
And everything he'll do to you he's done to himself already
What you see is what you get
What you see is what you get
It's a circus
With no rings
It's a circus
