Dramatis Personae

A theatre with a never-ending plot

These curtains never seem to close

A tribe that covets for a horrible show

And kill each other upon the first role

Soulless puppets clap your hands

The great Architect enters

“That motley drama- oh, be sure

It shall not be forgot

With its Phantom chased for evermore

By a crowd that seize it not

Through a circle that ever returneth in

To the self-same spot

And much of Madness, and more of Sin

And Horror the soul of the plot

Come along, come along

We wish to entertain your sloth

We are the sorrow

We are the dark side

We are the fools

We are the human kind

Consider all the aspects

Play your role right

You are the fool

You are the human kind

Upon the stage of a theatre that is called life

We wear the masks of humanity

And we pronounce our names

My name is drama, my name is light

My name is wisdom, my name is mine

My name is fear, my name is kind

My name is juggler, my name is Lie