the devil has a play ground, nothing you can see   wickedness disguised for you and me   darkness rules the day, the circus comes to town   slowly riding in, come to take us down      carnival diablos      a fire in the field, smoking out the sun   minions throw their chains on everyone   caught in by the crossfire, sky is turning red   adding up his souls as we count our dead      creeping, sneaking, he tries to deceive   fighting off the devil, got a hold on me   he won't let me leave      freaks, thieves and jesters, they all know your name   calling out for you to play their game   caught in by the crossfire, sky is bloody red   adding up his souls as we count our dead