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[Part I:
October's a month for boys When life is simple, and sweet And the youth can overlook The wolf the door
hear a tale of Halloween And one not long past Jim and Will Halloway Would never be quite so young
Fury, the seller of lightning rods, the coming storm The light's on in the library, beneath the sky Charles Halloway sits inside, surrounded by his books A serious, lonely and sad old man youth has passed him by
And Jim and Will To the carousel set their souls afire Could send them to Hell
II: Torments]
Far away, but too close for comfort Carnival's is playing Halloway sits in the darkened Thinking thoughts Son at home he doesn't know years seems so very old Throws the carnival's ad in the Flames grow
Long after midnight, children Journeys await them, chances to Run the streets to the carnival grounds Hoping to ride the
Three AM is midnight for the Never is a man so close to The house of is at hand are damned
What's the purpose of a of virtue? What you know certainly can hurt you Every step he he second-guessed Life of
Ride's out of order, no one's Hardly a whisper, hardly a Thinking that they're alone, but not Gloved hands encircle, now they are
[Part III: The
Late that night the returned Watched the spin 'round old man into young Bringing darkness to
Carousel and turns Years can scorch and can burn accomplice, age reversed Now a boy accursed
Jim and Will in To this whirling of sin Forward the carousel Cooger ages, dies and to hell
Mister Dark knows at That the have seen too much As they call for the He and the wait For plan to be unleashed
return with the law Try to them what they saw The throws her voice and the old, dead man Seems to come to life
The ruse has worked, no one the Tales of what the have seen The witch locks eyes; they her most; She wishes a "short sad life for both!"
[Part IV:
Late night the witch takes to the sky above the town Searching for the boys who know the of the carousel A black parade of freaks, and led by Mister Dark, Scours every for the boys to drag them down to hell
The have seen too much And now death will be their silence The freaks have caskets fashioned for the little who hid And Dark halts the procession, seeing the librarian, He asks him who the boys are; fills with rage as the old man
V: The Autumn People]
Late that night the town's old library by arcane and evil books Scouring for any hint of knowledge. Charles, Jim and
A father's son who know his dad Suddenly he wishes he had As he sees this old lonely man Could be the only hope they have
The has been here many times Its history is found the lines Comes by every forty or so Since more two hundred years ago
They feast upon the sins and of men Promise you just what you and then When they're they'll steal your very soul Entomb you in their
And as the church rings They the opening door The boys hide for their As Mister arrives
[Part VI:
Tearing at his To take a second To the wrongs To live
No No more as a Man to old to his son
He the offer down Not to exchange his soul For what he the most
Mister Charles' hand And the witch to give the man A taste of precious
(old man) Hear breathing (old man) your hurt (old man) See you're (old man) Stop your
[Part Confrontations]
(Halloway) ten lifetimes closer to (Somehow) finding the courage to (Laughter) searing in the witch's (Laughter) her wicked soul (Standing), knowing he's her back (Smiling), the time is now (Striding) purposefully into the (Knowing) he can save them somehow (Mister Dark) leads the boys the streets (Will to be) into a toy for freaks (Nightshade) to be his for life (After the) carnival's over (Carnival): one last to see (Shoot the witch): who cannot die (Mister Dark) out over the crowd for a (Volunteer): someone to it a try
(Halloway) calls out from deep in the (Mister Dark) believe his eyes (Halloway) his good hand up the gun (To steady it) he for the help of his son
[Part Departures]
Far away, trapped in the maze The town calls his name And Will the spell The dust witch upon his head
father and son as one As Mister Dark gives them the and Charles into a crescent moon
Mister Dark at the bullet He yet under stand The meaning of Charles has done So he let's the proceed
But the moon he carved a moon at all It's his smile the bullet And this totem finds way To the witch's
The gun and the Witch this and now is dead!
Chaos spreads, and and Will Run to the maze to Jim Charles in Confronted by reflections of a ancient men back and making him older A lifetime full of A man who knew his son A man whose were never done
rises from The hall of mirrors He up his son and runs with him the carnival grounds
Nightshade still the carousel Charles and Will help him Another boy appears Mister gone And the four of us must chase
Halloway looks at the young boy He him for what he is Mister Dark younger again by the Power of the
picks the boy up Holds him close and feels his And with determination Lets his heart fill love for his and his son And returns the hate with this love and it through Dark's young And he withers and
As the carnival disappears The three of them laughing back to Two and one middle-aged man No longer quite so old as he
Far away but much too for comfort Far away but too close for comfort