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Up and down on this merry-go-round,
destinations you'll never know,
now we find it's the end of the line,
here we go in the comeback show.

We perform, we rewrite the norm,
and sing our songs of nothing.
From Abyss, the jester's horns
foretell the power rushing.
Onward we go, to our final show.

But we all go on,
both weak and strong,
And a perfect world,
forever out of grasp.
Bold to assume that you will get the last laugh.