Ring around the Rosy Pockets full of posies Ashes, ashes We all fall down So ahead of all your peers The king of your career The son of success Knowing all you've done will be revered Concealing all your fears The things you hide inside All for the sake of you and your useless selfish pride The world sleeps under your thumb While you sleep under your roof A living mockery of God Ignoring any that you can't use The thought appears for just a moment Somewhere on the periphery A conjured image from the darkness Of all those who rest in need So shut your eyes and close your ears Numb your heart to all their tears Just tell yourself that it's not real Don't leave a trace that you can feel Their sunken eyes beg from hunger A crumb off the table would suffice But your greed gives no allowance Concerning their petty lives Here I am bringing vengeance For all your apathetic hate Don't you know of Siren's judgment? You'll receive your due fate So shut your eyes and close your ears Numb your heart to all their tears Just tell yourself that it's not real Don't leave a trace that you can feel No hesitation A blade cuts off breath From ashes rising A siren sings So shut your eyes and close your ears Close your heart to all their tears Just tell yourself it's no big deal Don't leave a trace that you can feel Ring around the Rosy Pockets full of posies All of them are dead