New Year - Carne Levare lyrics

Can you smell the salt air Close but never quite there Birds are flying off course There's no one here at the fair I sense that I'm being led Into the hammerhead Its jaws are dripping with rust That beast needs to be fed There's no need to give me that look I'm the one on tenterhooks I hold onto the rail The metal starts to fail As soon as we reach the top I feel the hammer drop Can you hear the steel groan Everyone knows the carnival eats its own