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"The Clown's Feast" (Verse 1) In a town so dreary, with skies of gray, Where the circus comes to play, Children gather, wide-eyed, eager, Innocent, their hearts grow meager. The tent is tall, striped in gloom, Laughter echoes, sealing doom, For in the shadows, grins the beast, The Clown awaits his nightly feast. (Chorus) Oh, beware the Clown's delight, In the dead of the circus night, Naughty children, lost in fright, Become the Clown's next bite. (Verse 2) The ringmaster calls, "Come one, come all!" But heed not his tempting call, For those who stray, who disobey, Are never seen by break of day. With painted smile and eyes so cold, The Clown’s tale is darkly told, He prowls the aisles, seeking those Whose naughty deeds have been exposed. (Chorus) Oh, beware the Clown's delight, In the dead of the circus night, Naughty children, lost in fright, Become the Clown's next bite. (Bridge) Cotton candy spun with lies, Masks the truth beneath the skies, Every giggle, every cheer, Drowns out the cries of children’s fear. (Verse 3) So mind your manners, children dear, For the circus Clown is near, Stay in line, don't go astray, Or you might be the Clown's next prey. With every spin, the wheel of fate, Brings another child to the gate, Where laughter fades to chilling cries, Underneath the painted skies. (Chorus) Oh, beware the Clown's delight, In the dead of the circus night, Naughty children, lost in fright, Become the Clown's next bite. (Outro) The circus leaves, the town falls still, Memories fade, but whispers chill, Of children lost to the Clown's feast, In the shadows, the horror ceased.