The Mirror found me between the sheets of violet pleasures
The Mirror called me from deep wet circles on bar tables
The Mirror caught me in secret prisons by the rainbow
The Mirror showed me the private visions of my Ego Clown
Who’s the jester chained down the wall?
I saw the unseen and thus my eyes could see no more
I loved the Heart’s Queen. See my dead head upon her pole
I clutched the answers and blind I walk cold floored halls
Crimson tears – the Ego Clown. Who’s the jester?
(part II - Circlues)
(part III - The Dark Room)
Jokes… They creep behind my tear drops. Boats… They float your calm red river
Dopes… The crushed blue pills on the floor. The crushed dreams on my cold soul
The scarlet visions once called “Home". Distorted earphones come undone
Chameleon actress dreams her role. The broken mirror rips my hopes
My sheets entwined still love your clothes. The jester’s passion overflows
My outfits blame my sinner core. Emotions tangle to bourbon
To drown my feelings, stubborn. The circus kisses its son back home
“When one is all and all is one", to be a clown and not to mourn
(part IV - The Ego Clown)
The childhood dreams die – Ego Clown. Who has seen their lies? – Ego Clown
Who has been his life? – Ego Clown. Who cries the tearsmile? – Ego Clown
Who saw the unseen? – Ego Clown. Who loved the Heart’s Queen? – Ego Clown
Who clutched the answers? – Ego Clown. Around the Sun, runs – Ego Clown
Around the Sun, runs… Ego Clown. Around the Sun, runs… Ego Clown
Around the Sun, runs… Crimson Clown. Around the Sun, runs… Ego Clown