Welcome to Earth, A Circus where the Clowns are in Control Welcome to Life, A State of Hysteria programmed in your Soul Don't talk, don't think, Don't feel, stay out of the Way Just be glad and grateful For your soon ending Days We are all the Chosen ones Dressed up for God's Masquerade Without a Stage and Audience We dance the Fool's Ballet There's Justice for all Behind the beautiful but false Facade Here Women and Men, Young and Old Are playing the great mortal's Charade Don't talk, don't think, Don't feel, stay out of the Way Just be glad and grateful For your soon ending Days We are all the Chosen ones Dressed up for God's Masquerade Without a Stage and Audience We dance the Fool's Ballet Almighty Father, thank you for all The Fun and Excitement on your great Ball No matter what you have planned for us We'll perform until we fall We are all the Chosen ones Dressed up for God's Masquerade Without a Stage and Audience We dance the Fool's Ballet