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Will he set me free from anxiety?
Shadows on the floor are maestro's
He is an artist
His majesty
In the theater of tragedy
He's a master of comedy

Kneel or head off the shoulders
Will he Set me free from silk ropes?

And then I'm falling
And then I fall in
Like Lucifer Or a fool

In the theater of tragedy
He's maestro
And he'll say

It's just the end of the world
Does he pretend?
It doesn't make any sense
Doesn't hurt anymore
When we fall
When we fall
When we fall

In the theater of tragedy
He's maestro
And he is sad