What figures, these
Who stand and who wait
What dreams are dreamt
By all the Fates
This web that binds us
To jerk and to twist
That makes us dance
And makes us twitch
How easy to lie
To smile and to kiss
The corpses laugh
And start to jig
She cut his throat
Then cut her wrists
Oh what fun we have
When we exist
A wheel was turned
And a web that spun
A plot was hatched
And then undone
A promise broken
And a curse that's kept
The clock winds down
And is then reset
How easy to lie
To smile and to kiss
The corpses laugh
And start to jig
He cut our throats
Then cut his wrists
Oh what fun we have
When we exist
The mirror darkens
And the paint does peel
The photos fade
And the box is sealed
Woods on stone
Or carved in wood
While others stand
Where we stood
How easy to lie
To smile and to kiss
The corpses laugh
And start to jig
He cut their throats
Then cut his wrists
Oh what fun we have
When we exist
Oh such pain
In all of us
We victims and villains
Who storm the earth
We plot and plunder
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The roles exchange
How easy to lie
To smile and to kiss
The corpses laugh
And start to jig
I cut their throats
Then cut my wrists
Oh what fun we have
When we exist
