Under the gaze of the angels
A spectacle like you've never seen
Spinning lights and faces
Demon music and gypsy queens

The glint of iron wheels
The bodies spin in a clockwork dance
Oh, the smell of flint and steel
A wheel of fate, a game of chance

How I pray just to get away
To carry me anywhere
Sometimes the angels punish us
By answering our prayers
By answering our prayers

The face of naked evil
Turns a young boy's blood to ice
The deadly confrontation
Such a dangerous device

The glint of iron wheels
The bodies spin in a clockwork dance
Oh, the smell of flint and steel
A wheel of fate, a game of chance

Oh, shout toward the crowd
Laughed elation ringing loud
A ticking box, in the hand of the innocent
The angry crowd moves toward him with bad intent

How I pray just to get away
To carry me anywhere
Sometimes the angels punish us
By answering our prayers
By answering our prayers

The glint of iron wheels
The bodies spin in a clockwork dance
Oh, the smell of flint and steel
A wheel of fate, a game of chance