Carnies کے بول

Under the gaze of the angels A spectacle like you've never seen Spinning lights and faces Demon music and gypsy queens The glint of iron wheels The bodies spin in a clockwork dance Oh, the smell of flint and steel A wheel of fate, a game of chance How I pray just to get away To carry me anywhere Sometimes the angels punish us By answering our prayers By answering our prayers The face of naked evil Turns a young boy's blood to ice The deadly confrontation Such a dangerous device The glint of iron wheels The bodies spin in a clockwork dance Oh, the smell of flint and steel A wheel of fate, a game of chance Oh, shout toward the crowd Laughed elation ringing loud A ticking box, in the hand of the innocent The angry crowd moves toward him with bad intent How I pray just to get away To carry me anywhere Sometimes the angels punish us By answering our prayers By answering our prayers The glint of iron wheels The bodies spin in a clockwork dance Oh, the smell of flint and steel A wheel of fate, a game of chance