it is time to go march us prisoners off i accept the agony applause brave as i am an insane dance at the brink of death in your circus of the obscene far away from my home caged behind rusty bars beaten and mortified your shouting and cheering would forever fall silent you would be ashamed of clapping your hands i accept the agony applause brave as i am an insane dance at the brink of death in your circus of the obscene dear spectators i m coming from the boondocks to your wilderness of mirrors pretending to be dangerous and unpredictable but look into my eyes and all you will see is frustration and fear disappointment about man creation s crowning glory but now it s time to go march us prisoners off let our agony entertain you i accept the agony applause brave as i am an insane dance at the brink of death in your circus of the obscene i accept the agony applause brave as i am an insane dance at the brink of death in your circus of the obscene