Claus Wilgenbusch - Arena Of Concealment lyrics

The image of the world I live in Born into to fall into oblivion Is the huge arena of illusion and deceit Nothing's real Not a thing curtain call and the show starts Commonness and self-leceration against the unceasing Lape of redemption - Clowns The masters of disguise Are man's prototype my fear of the future increases This arena is crowded with clowns Curtain call and the show starts Just one tear releases a violent river