The Icon Of Clowns

He walks through the fire no shadows behind
A whisper in chaos a glitch in the mind
The world is a circus the tent is ablaze
His laughter cuts deeper than the devil's gaze

Is he the cure or the disease
The one who shatters or brings peace

The icon of madness standing tall
A mirror of us all of us all
Screaming loud in the darkened halls
The icon of madness won't let us fall

He paints the sky with broken screams
Turns nightmares into twisted dreams
A crown of thorns a throne of smoke
The words he speaks are a double-edged joke

Is he a savior or a sin
The chaos raging deep within

The icon of madness standing tall
A mirror of us all of us all
Screaming loud in the darkened halls
The icon of madness won't let us fall