Nightwish - Scaretale lyrics

Ring-a-ring-a-roses a pocket full of posies
Atishoo, atishoo we all fall down

Once upon a time in a daymare
Dying to meet you, little child
Enter enter this sideshow
Time for bed the cradle still rocks
13 chimes on a dead man's clock
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock

The bride will lure you, cook you, eat you
Your dear innocence boiled to feed the
Evil in need of fear

Burning farms and squealing pigs
A pool of snakes to swim with
Oh sweet poison bite me, bite me

Ladies and gentlemen!
Be heartlessly welcome! To Cirque De Morgue!
And what a show we have for you tonight!

Restless souls will put on
Their dancing shoes
Mindless ghouls with lot of limbs to lose
Illusionists, contortionists
Tightrope walkers tightening the noose

Horde of spiders, closet tentacles
Laughing harpies with their talons ripping
Sher-chrisss, per-vizzz
The pendulum still sways for you
Such are the darks here to show you
Child in a corner
Fallen mirrors, all kingdom in cinders