Testo di Carnival

In this carnival each one wears a mask And the demons know at who to laugh The thin are fat The fat are thin And the fallen sinner has no sin In this carnival You're going down to the bowels of Hell The burning flesh you can smell In this carnival the poor rule the estate While the rich, their peasants rule their fate The holy men are now whores And the whores with piety do bore In this carnival the thinkers are unsure While cretins write books by the score The angels in the bowels of Hell The healthy now are all unwell