Dead Crusade

Late lust in darkened haze All dressed up in rags and lace The circus comes alive So get yourself a ticket now You arrive at the gates No turning back this late Glancing in starry eyes You're gonna end up hypnotized All the junkies' girlfriends Dancing in the street Rebellion in madness Can you feel the heat Are you in, are you out Are you ready to get high The invitation's open So join the dead crusade Plastered and in denial Restless head up in the sky Dabbling in cyanide superficial suicide You're about to be shaped Mentally you're re-arranged Walking on holy ground We're all about to be crucified All the junkies' girlfriends Dancing in the street Rebellion in madness Can you feel the heat Are you in, are you out Are you ready to get high The invitation's open So join the dead crusade All the junkies' girlfriends Dancing in the street Rebellion in madness Can you feel the heat Are you in, are you out Are you ready to get high The invitation's open So join the dead crusade The dead crusade The dead crusade