Charlatan King Carnival

Step right up, witness the show. The master speaks what you need to know.

A crimson bottle held up high. Promises wrapped in a silver lie. He grins so

wide beneath the tent. Your precious coin already spent. Can you taste

the poison sweet? Do you bow before his feet? Drink it down! The cure for

all your pain. He's selling you salvation, feeding on your shame.

Raise your glass to the charlatan king. Watch the fools dance while the

carnival sings. Snake oil revival, truth up in flames. You're buying your

damnation, screaming out his name. Oh! The crowd erupts