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