I am the king jester,
the head fool of the royal court.
I live in my insanity,
and thrive off your laughter.
Before my performance,
with a wave and a smile,
I take a bow.
“My name is Auguste of wonder”
The adrenaline pumps
I begin to amaze.
I flourish with energy.
I feel light and powerful!
I can take on anything!
I AM KING!
The crowd begins to abuse me for more.
More… More… More…
Suddenly my reign tumbles to reality.
For they have the real power.
Their callous laughter echoes in my ears.
They care only for the mask,
and not the pain beneath it.
I grow too weak to stand.
My body trembles within.
Deeper I go into the abyss.
More… More… More…
In my darkness,
I begin to go mad.
The constant jingle rings chaotically in my mind
Jingle… Jingle… Jingle…
Under the constant demand of the crowd,
my soul cracks.
Trick after trick
I juggle my crushing heart,
never the crowd shall be appeased.
Jingle… Jingle… Jingle…
My eyes go dim
I begin to cry.
On the brink of breaking,
my crazed eye catches sight,
of a true Irish fantasy.
A spark ignites within,
As I gaze into your mystery.
My highlander of fire I reach out to you
and beg light up my hallowed heart,
and make me your slave to your love.
I close my eyes
And embrace your warmth.
Unknown "。Muffin~ 。 " Lazy
- 17 years, 8 days ago