[m/l van
I: Arrivals]
October's a month for boys life is simple, pure and sweet And the youth can overlook The wolf the door
Come a tale of Halloween And one not long past Jim and Will Halloway Would be quite so young anymore
Fury, the seller of lightning rods, the coming storm The light's on in the library, beneath the sky Charles Halloway sits deep inside, surrounded by his A serious, lonely and sad old man youth has passed him by
And Jim and Will To ride the Could set souls afire send them straight to Hell
[Part II:
Far away, but much too close for calliope is playing Halloway in the darkened library dark thoughts Son at home he doesn't know Fifty-four years so very old the carnival's ad in the fire Flames grow
Long after midnight, children 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 close to The house of is at hand are damned
What's the purpose of a life of What you know certainly can hurt you step he made he second-guessed Life of
Ride's out of order, no one's Hardly a whisper, hardly a Thinking they're alone, but they're not Gloved encircle, now they are caught
[Part The Carnival]
that night the boys returned Watched the carousel 'round Turning old man into Bringing to town
Carousel and turns Years can scorch and can burn accomplice, age reversed Now a boy accursed
Jim and Will in To whirling world of sin Forward spins the Cooger ages, and goes to hell
Mister Dark knows at That the boys seen too much As they call for the He and the witch For plan to be unleashed
Boys with the law Try to tell them what saw The witch her voice and the old, dead man to come to life again
The ruse has worked, no one the Tales of the boys have seen The witch locks eyes; they fear her She wishes a "short sad life for both!"
[Part IV:
Late that night the takes to the sky above the town Searching for the boys who know the secret of the A black parade of freaks, and led by Mister Dark, every street for the boys to drag them down to hell
The boys have seen too And now their death will be their The freaks have fashioned for the little boys who hid And Mister Dark halts the procession, the librarian, He asks him who the boys are; fills with rage as the old man
[Part V: The Autumn
Late night inside the town's old library by arcane and evil books Scouring them for any of knowledge. Charles, Jim and
A father's son who know his dad Suddenly he that he had As he sees this old lonely man Could be they the only they have
The Carnival has been many times Its is found between the lines Comes by every forty or so Since more than two hundred ago
feast upon the sins and fears of men Promise you just what you want and When they're they'll steal your very soul Entomb you in their
And as the bell rings hear the opening door The boys for their lives As Mister Dark
[Part VI:
Tearing at his To a second chance To right the To again
No No living as a Man to old to his son
He the offer down Not willing to his soul For he wants the most
Dark Crushes hand And the witch to give the man A taste of precious
(old man) Hear breathing (old man) Feel hurt (old man) See you're (old man) Stop your
[Part Confrontations]
(Halloway) ten closer to death (Somehow) the courage to laugh (Laughter) searing in the face (Laughter) burning her wicked (Standing), knowing he's her back (Smiling), the time is now (Striding) into the street (Knowing) that he can them somehow (Mister Dark) leads the into the streets (Will to be) made into a toy for (Nightshade) to be his for life (After the) over tonight (Carnival): one last to see (Shoot the witch): who cannot die (Mister Dark) out over the crowd for a (Volunteer): to give it a try
(Halloway) calls out deep in the crowd (Mister Dark) believe his eyes (Halloway) his hand picks up the gun (To steady it) he for the help of his son
[Part Departures]
Far away, in the mirror maze The whole calls his name And awakes the spell The dust witch upon his head
Halloway: and son as one As Dark gives them the bullet and Charles into a crescent moon
Mister stares at the bullet He yet under stand The of what Charles has done So he the game proceed
But the he carved isn't a moon at all It's his the bullet carries And this totem it's way To the heart
The gun and the Witch this and now is dead!
spreads, and Charles and Will Run to the to rescue Jim walks in Confronted by of a million ancient men Staring back and making him A lifetime of regrets A man who never his son A man whose deeds were never
rises from The hall of shattered He picks up his son and with him Across the carnival
Nightshade still the carousel Charles and Will help him boy appears saying Mister Dark's And the four of us must give
looks at the strange young boy He sees him for he is Mister Dark younger again by the Power of the
picks the boy up Holds him close and his hatred And with determination Lets his heart fill love for his and his son And the boy's hate with this love and it courses Dark's young And he withers and
As the tents disappears The three of spring back 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