Cannibalistic Clown

If you really want fun, we can go to the Fun House

The game that we can play there is a game of cat and mouse

When I catch you, I'll cut a smile that's wide

Well, just wide enough so it matches mine

There's nowhere to run, there's nowhere to hide

You got stuck in a line, to ride the wrong ride

I'm the king of clowns and I'm gonna leave my mark

I'm the painted butcher who's conducting the dark

I'm the only clown, that you'll ever need

I'm the last thing that you're ever gonna see

You can pray for the sun, if you make it that far

But this is my show, and I am the star

All that you are, is a supporting act

Try not to scream as you feel your bones crack

I'll start with your legs so you can't run away

You can say goodbye, to trying ballet

Here at my circus, we don't need any dancers

All that I need is some slashers and fractures

So please get in line, the painter's about to start

Using your blood to make a piece of art

Your skin is the canvass and my knife is the brush

I'm gonna take my time cuz I don't like to be rushed

The circus came to town and you were expecting a good time

Watching trapeze artists and hearing silly rhymes

But that's not what you got, you got something much worse

You got chased by a clown

Who wants to sate his thirst

I know you know my cousin, he lives down in the sewers

But that's an old method and I'm onto something newer

I prefer to engage in the chase

That way you can see the smile on my face

My other cousin gets it, a type of terrifier

But the goals he has? Well, he needs to aim up higher

Chasing in apartments is a little weak

And it's only for a night, whereas mine is for a week

I have a ton of family, but they're not really local

They're from a place far away and they're not very vocal

The only thing they've got, is the carnival act

But that's all they've got, and the gore they sorely lack

Now I'm sure you asking, "why tell me this"?

Well I have a reason and it's not irrelevant

There are many clowns, each with their own thing

But I'm the only one, who loves the pain he brings

Some do it for fun, or for food or something else

I do what I do because I'm an evil spawn from hell

Nothing brings more pleasure, than feeling life drain

From a lively body as they try to plead and beg

You're the next on my list, so you should feel quite honored

You got me all excited all worked up and hot and bothered

But not in that way, you weird sicko freak

What gets me all excited, is making you bleed

So it's time for the next act, after all this is a circus

Our shows are to die for and we always give good service

What's that in my hand? No, its not a knife

It's a gift from the fire juggler so I can burn you alive

That's not your thing? Well I do have something else

I cozy little box that you can climb into yourself

Once you're inside, I'll use these long sharp knifes

To run right through the box, I promise you'll be fine

Always remember, things aren't what they seem

On the surface I'm a clown, but there's something underneath

A ravenous bloodlust that I can't contain

I'm something more than the clown that I portray

I crave the feeling of my knife along skin

Cutting you open with a devilish grin

This isn't a game, and it's not Operation

So I'll kindly ask, for your cooperation

Don't fight back, don't scream, don't run

The only thing I want is to have a little fun

By cutting you up and snapping you in two

Customers are hard to get, what's a clown to do?

It doesn't really matter if you came here on your own

I always had plans, to get you all alone

And now that you're here, under the light of the moon

I'm gonna twist you up, just like a balloon

Maybe I'll hang you like a banner above stage

The thought of no one seeing you fills me up with rage

I want the world to see, my lovely handy work

Only seen here at the greatest circus on earth

But we're in the final act, time to close the curtains

Your death will be spectacular, of that I am quite certain

So I need you to be strong, and don't die too quick

This act must be perfect, it must go without a hitch

Keep your eyes open as I drive the knife in

I wouldn't want you to miss, my silly little grin