[m/l van
I: Arrivals]
October's a rare month for When is simple, pure and sweet And the foolish can overlook The outside the door
Come a tale of Halloween And one October not long Jim Nightshade and Will never be quite so young anymore
Fury, the seller of lightning rods, foretells the storm The on in the library, beneath the black'ning sky Charles Halloway sits deep inside, surrounded by his A serious, lonely and sad old man whose youth has him by
And Jim and conspire To ride the Could set souls afire Could send straight to Hell
II: Torments]
Far away, but much too for comfort calliope is playing Halloway in the darkened library Thinking dark Son at home he really know years seems so very old Throws the carnival's ad in the Flames higher
after midnight, children awake Journeys them, chances to take Run through the streets to the carnival Hoping to the merry-go-round
AM is midnight for the soul Never is a man so to death The house of temptation is at Souls are
the purpose of a life of virtue? What you don't know can hurt you Every step he made he of regret
Ride's out of order, no one's Hardly a whisper, a sound Thinking they're alone, but they're not Gloved hands encircle, now are caught
[Part III: The
Late night the boys returned Watched the carousel spin Turning old man into darkness to town
Carousel turns and can scorch and time can burn Dark's accomplice, age Now becomes a boy
Jim and stumble in To whirling world of sin Forward the carousel Cooger ages, dies and to hell
Mister Dark at once the boys have seen too much As call for the police He and the wait For their plan to be
Boys with the law Try to them what they saw The throws her voice and the old, dead man Seems to to life again
The has worked, no one believes the Tales of what the have seen The witch eyes; they fear her most; She them a "short sad life for both!"
IV: Pursuits]
Late that night the takes to the sky above the town Searching for the boys who know the secret of the A black of circus freaks, and led by Mister Dark, Scours every street for the to drag them down to hell
The have seen too much And now death will be their silence The freaks caskets fashioned for the little boys who hid And Mister Dark halts the procession, the librarian, He asks him who the boys are; fills rage as the old man lies
[Part V: The Autumn
Late that night inside the old library Circled by arcane and evil them for any hint of knowledge. Charles, Jim and
A father's son who know his dad Suddenly he that he had As he that this old lonely man Could be they the hope they have
The Carnival has been here many Its history is between the lines Comes by every years or so Since more than two years ago
feast upon the sins and fears of men Promise you just what you want and When they're through they'll steal your soul Entomb you in their
And as the church rings They hear the opening The boys hide for lives As Mister Dark
VI: Temptations]
Tearing at his To take a second To right the To live
No No more as a Man to old to his son
He turns the down Not to exchange his soul For what he the most
Dark Crushes Charles' And the witch to give the man A taste of precious
(old man) your breathing (old man) your hurt (old man) See you're (old man) Stop heart
VII: Confrontations]
(Halloway) ten lifetimes closer to (Somehow) the courage to laugh (Laughter) searing in the witch's (Laughter) burning her soul (Standing), knowing beaten her back (Smiling), the time is now (Striding) purposefully the street (Knowing) that he can them somehow (Mister Dark) leads the boys into the (Will to be) made a toy for freaks (Nightshade) to be his partner for (After the) carnival's tonight (Carnival): one last to see (Shoot the witch): gypsy who die (Mister Dark) gazes out the crowd for a (Volunteer): to give it a try
(Halloway) calls out deep in the crowd (Mister Dark) cannot believe his (Halloway) his hand picks up the gun (To it) he calls for the help of his son
[Part VIII:
Far away, trapped in the maze The whole calls his name And Will awakes the The dust placed upon his head
father and son as one As Mister Dark them the bullet and Charles carves a crescent moon
Mister Dark at the bullet He yet under stand The meaning of what has done So he the game proceed
But the moon he carved a moon at all It's his smile the carries And this totem it's way To the heart
The gun and the Witch knows and now is dead!
Chaos spreads, and and Will Run to the to rescue Jim Charles in Confronted by reflections of a million men Staring and making him older A full of regrets A man who never his son A man deeds were never done
Halloway from The hall of shattered He up his son and runs with him Across the grounds
Nightshade still the carousel and Will help him down Another boy appears Dark's gone And the four of us give chase
Halloway looks at the strange boy He him for what he is Mister Dark made again by the of the carousel
Charles the boy up Holds him and feels his hatred And with grave Lets his heart with love for his and his son And returns the hate with this love and it courses Dark's body And he and dies
As the carnival disappears The of them spring laughing back to Two and one middle-aged man No quite so old as he thought
Far away but much too for comfort Far away but much too for comfort