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[Part I:
October's a rare for boys When life is simple, pure and And the foolish youth can The wolf outside the
Come hear a tale of And one not long past Jim and Will Halloway never be quite so young anymore
Fury, the seller of rods, foretells the coming storm The light's on in the library, beneath the sky Charles Halloway sits deep inside, surrounded by his A serious, and sad old man whose youth has passed him by
And Jim and conspire To ride the set their souls afire Could send straight to Hell
II: Torments]
Far away, but much too for comfort Carnival's is playing Halloway in the darkened library dark thoughts Son at home he doesn't really Fifty-four seems so very old the carnival's ad in the fire Flames higher
Long after midnight, awake Journeys await them, chances to Run through the streets to the grounds to ride the merry-go-round
Three AM is midnight for the Never is a man so close to The house of is at hand Souls are
the purpose of a life of virtue? What you don't certainly can hurt you Every step he made he of regret
Ride's out of order, no around Hardly a whisper, hardly a Thinking they're alone, but they're not Gloved hands encircle, now they are
[Part III: The
Late that night the boys Watched the spin 'round Turning old man into darkness to town
Carousel and turns Years can scorch and time can Dark's accomplice, age Now becomes a boy
Jim and stumble in To this whirling of sin spins the carousel Cooger ages, dies and to hell
Mister Dark at once That the boys have seen too As they for the police He and the witch For plan to be unleashed
Boys with the law Try to tell them what saw The witch throws her and the old, dead man to come to life again
The has worked, no one believes the of what the boys have seen The witch locks eyes; they her most; She wishes them a "short sad for both!"
[Part IV:
Late that night the witch takes to the sky above the Searching for the boys who the secret of the carousel A black parade of freaks, and led by Mister Dark, Scours every street for the to drag them down to hell
The boys have too much And now their death be their silence The have caskets fashioned for the little boys who hid And Mister Dark halts the procession, the librarian, He asks him who the boys are; fills with as the old man lies
[Part V: The Autumn
Late night inside the town's old library by arcane and evil books Scouring for any hint of knowledge. Charles, Jim and
A father's son who doesn't his dad Suddenly he that he had As he sees this old lonely man Could be they the hope they have
The has been here many times Its history is found the lines Comes by every forty or so more than two hundred years ago
They feast upon the and fears of men Promise you just you want and then When they're through they'll steal your soul Entomb you in their
And as the church rings They hear the door The boys for their lives As Mister Dark
[Part VI:
Tearing at his To take a chance To right the To live
No No living as a Man to old to his son
He turns the down Not to exchange his soul For he wants the most
Mister Crushes hand And tells the witch to the man A taste of precious
(old man) Hear breathing (old man) your hurt (old man) See bleeding (old man) Stop heart
[Part VII:
(Halloway) ten closer to death (Somehow) finding the to laugh (Laughter) searing in the face (Laughter) burning her wicked (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 into a toy for (Nightshade) to be his for life (After the) carnival's over (Carnival): one attraction to see (Shoot the witch): who cannot die (Mister Dark) out over the crowd for a (Volunteer): to give it a try
(Halloway) out from deep in the crowd (Mister Dark) cannot believe his (Halloway) his good picks up the gun (To steady it) he calls for the of his son
[Part VIII:
Far away, trapped in the maze The whole town calls his And Will the spell The dust placed upon his head
Halloway: and son as one As Dark gives them the bullet and Charles into a crescent moon
Mister Dark stares at the He yet under stand The of what Charles has done So he let's the game
But the he carved isn't a moon at all It's his the bullet carries And this totem finds way To the heart
The gun and the Witch this and now is dead!
Chaos spreads, and and Will Run to the to rescue Jim walks in Confronted by of a million ancient men Staring back and him older A full of regrets A man who never his son A man whose deeds were done
Halloway from The hall of shattered He picks up his son and with him Across the carnival
Nightshade still the carousel Charles and help him down Another boy appears Dark's gone And the four of us give chase
Halloway looks at the young boy He him for what he is Mister Dark made younger by the of the carousel
Charles the boy up Holds him close and his hatred And with determination Lets his fill with love for his and his son And returns the hate with this love and it courses young body And he withers and
As the carnival disappears The three of spring laughing to town Two boys and one man No quite so old as he thought
Far away but too close for comfort Far but much too close for comfort