Lyrics

(Written, produced, composed, performed, remixed and mastered by
Antoin Gibson, Circum-Sonus Ltd)

(Circum Sŏnus Surrounds...)

Surround of applause for the Hostess of this once in your lifetime Event Horizon.
Unobservable, only Deaf from which you can’t return.
It’s the Sing Master Antoin…

I welcome you all to the end, now you are in Cirque du Sŏnus there is no escape.
You’ll be Trapezed by what’s in store, the Haunting Allure of my Sound Scape.

I’ll Entrance you with my Acrobatic Dance.
If you don’t fall for me, you're on a Tightrope, but you may stand a chance.
I’m not a Spectral Spectacle. I whisper Dark Sonic Sorcery in your head.
Without a Trace, the Sŏnus Disappearing Act, is when you turn up dead.

Lying Cages, which is why you must be Tamed.
The Stunts pulled here will see you Maimed.
Every Sharp is another Knife you are Juggling.
I’m a Cut above you that’s why you’re Struggling.
Your Strongest won’t Lift this Weight from you.
That is why I’ve appeared, right now, to do.

I’ll Entrance you with my Acrobatic Dance.
If you don’t fall for me, you're on a Tightrope, but you may stand a chance.
I’m not a Spectral Spectacle. I whisper Dark Sonic Sorcery in your head.
Without a Trace, the Sŏnus Disappearing Act, is when you turn up dead.

You’ll be Engulfed in my Breath of Fire.
Not Burned but Eradicated by your Darkest Desire.
Flaming Sequins Cremate you to an Ash Attire.
I’m the Tricks and Trade your mind to Black-Out as you expire.

I’ll Entrance you with my Acrobatic Dance.
If you don’t fall for me, you're on a Tightrope, but you may stand a chance.
I’m not a Spectral Spectacle. I whisper Dark Sonic Sorcery in your head.
Without a Trace, the Sŏnus Disappearing Act, is when you turn up dead.

Wrapping up this Final Dance, Entwined by my Surrounding haunting melody.
Cirque du Sŏnus is not a physical space; I’m your Final Moments as you Summoned Me.

Hope you enjoyed the Show...