White Dragon Circus

Step right up, step out of line. The Captain's come to claim what's mine.

Step right up, step out of line. The Captain's come to claim what's mine.

White scales, cold grin, boots on the rail, coat in the wind. Airship creaks like

a tired beast, chains for a crew, teeth for a feast. He laughs as he draws that fiddle

bow, says, "Dance for your lives," and the deck starts to glow.

Welcome to the White Dragon Circus, high above the burning sea. You're shackled

to the Captain's purpose, but you still move when he screams, "One,

two, three!" Round and round in the sky we spin. Under his song,