What figures, these
Who stand and who wait
What dreams are dreamt
By all the Fates

This web that binds us
To jerk and to twist
That makes us dance
And makes us twitch

How easy to lie
To smile and to kiss
The corpses laugh
And start to jig

She cut his throat
Then cut her wrists
Oh what fun we have
When we exist

A wheel was turned
And a web that spun
A plot was hatched
And then undone

A promise broken
And a curse that's kept
The clock winds down
And is then reset

How easy to lie
To smile and to kiss
The corpses laugh
And start to jig

He cut our throats
Then cut his wrists
Oh what fun we have
When we exist

The mirror darkens
And the paint does peel
The photos fade
And the box is sealed

Woods on stone
Or carved in wood
While others stand
Where we stood

How easy to lie
To smile and to kiss
The corpses laugh
And start to jig

He cut their throats
Then cut his wrists
Oh what fun we have
When we exist

Oh such pain
In all of us
We victims and villains
Who storm the earth

We plot and plunder
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The roles exchange

How easy to lie
To smile and to kiss
The corpses laugh
And start to jig

I cut their throats
Then cut my wrists
Oh what fun we have
When we exist