The Threadbareman [Extended]

Syncopated marching band drums, drummer battle, cellos, violins, oboes, double bass

[Verse 2]
They speak of Slenderman, the horror dressed in black
With limbs that bend like nightmares, and a soul that won't come back
He takes the weak and wanders far through fog and empty roads
But in the hush behind the hush… another figure goes

[Chorus]
Threadbareman , Threadbareman, woven from the light
He looks like scribbled pencil lines, but stands against the night
With hands of twine and silver string, he sews what’s torn apart
A silent guardian of the lost, with kindness in his heart
Threadbareman, oh Threadbareman, nemesis unknown
To the one who haunts the children's dreams — he walks this world alone

[Verse 3]
He doesn’t chase the fearful; he doesn’t bring them pain
He patches hearts with spider thread, and walks against the rain
No face beneath the shadow hood, but warmth inside his frame
He’s the echo of forgotten good, without a need for fame

[Verse 4]
He’s drawn in crooked sketches left by hands that tried to warn
Little notes in crayon ink, the night their minds were torn
But where the Slenderman had crept, and tried to plant his seed
The Threadbareman had followed close, to stop what he would feed

[Chorus]
Threadbareman, Threadbareman, with needle and with thread
He binds the tears in memory where Slenderman had tread
His coat is stitched from lullabies and lull in stormy fear
A whisper through the forest deep: "I’m with you. I am near."
Threadbareman, protector pale, but glowing from within
The strange defender of the realm where old dark things begin

[Bridge]
He once was just a shadow too, a concept in a child's mind
A doodle made in hopeful days, to keep the dark confined
But stories birth reality in places we can't see
And kindness has its champions, as strong as cruelty

[Verse 5]
One night beneath a harvest moon, the two of them did meet
In silence stood the faceless wraith, with tendrils at his feet
The other, stitched from quiet grace, just raised his head and stood
And though no words passed through the air — the forest understood

[Verse 6]
They battled not with fists or flame, but something more profound
A clash of souls and silent war beneath the mossy ground
The Slenderman would try to twist, to make the Threadbare fall
But every child he tried to steal, Threadareman would stall

[Chorus]
Threadbareman, Threadbareman, protector of the dream
A blurry outline in the fog, a whisper in a stream
With thread so fine it holds the stars, he binds the edges tight
To keep the creeping dark at bay, and bring back morning light
Threadbareman, we speak your name in corners of our sleep
Where monsters lurk, we know you work — your watch is ever deep

[Bridge 2]
He walks where no one else would go, through every haunted glade
He mends the wounds that trauma leaves, and doesn’t ask for praise
The children see him sometimes when the dark begins to creep
A fleeting shape behind their door, that guards them while they sleep

[Verse 7]
He wears no tie, no business suit, just strands of braided thread
And where he walks, the curses lift, the grief is gently shed
The Slenderman still stalks the land, and tries to spread his fear
But everywhere the Threadbare walks, his presence disappears

[Final Chorus]
Threadbareman, Threadbareman, your story will be told
In hush of wind, in trembling leaves, in tales the young ones hold
A guardian not forged in fire, but drawn in need and light
A simple shape, but full of grace, who dares to stand and fight
Threadbareman, oh Threadbareman, though you may look unclear
We know your purpose, know your heart — and thank you when you’re near

[Outro]
So if you see a figure faint, with threads that shimmer white
Know that he is watching close, a friend against the night
For where the Slenderman may lurk, to steal away the sun…
The Threadbareman will always come.
He always comes.

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[Verse 1] In the shadow of the forest, where the branches twist and turn There's a silence deep and ancient, and the trees begin to burn Not with fire, but with darkness, crawling slow across the land And they whisper of a phantom with a face too smooth to stand [Verse 2] They speak of Slenderman, the horror dressed in black With limbs that bend like nightmares, and a soul that won't come back He takes the weak and wanders far through fog and empty roads But in the hush behind the hush… another figure goes [Chorus] Threadbareman , Threadbareman, woven from the light He looks like scribbled pencil lines, but stands against the night With hands of twine and silver string, he sews what’s torn apart A silent guardian of the lost, with kindness in his heart Threadbareman, oh Threadbareman, nemesis unknown To the one who haunts the children's dreams — he walks this world alone [Verse 3] He doesn’t chase the fearful; he doesn’t bring them pain He patches hearts with spider thread, and walks against the rain No face beneath the shadow hood, but warmth inside his frame He’s the echo of forgotten good, without a need for fame [Verse 4] He’s drawn in crooked sketches left by hands that tried to warn Little notes in crayon ink, the night their minds were torn But where the Slenderman had crept, and tried to plant his seed The Threadbareman had followed close, to stop what he would feed [Chorus] Threadbareman, Threadbareman, with needle and with thread He binds the tears in memory where Slenderman had tread His coat is stitched from lullabies and lull in stormy fear A whisper through the forest deep: "I’m with you. I am near." Threadbareman, protector pale, but glowing from within The strange defender of the realm where old dark things begin [Bridge] He once was just a shadow too, a concept in a child's mind A doodle made in hopeful days, to keep the dark confined But stories birth reality in places we can't see And kindness has its champions, as strong as cruelty [Verse 5] One night beneath a harvest moon, the two of them did meet In silence stood the faceless wraith, with tendrils at his feet The other, stitched from quiet grace, just raised his head and stood And though no words passed through the air — the forest understood [Verse 6] They battled not with fists or flame, but something more profound A clash of souls and silent war beneath the mossy ground The Slenderman would try to twist, to make the Threadbare fall But every child he tried to steal, Threadareman would stall [Chorus] Threadbareman, Threadbareman, protector of the dream A blurry outline in the fog, a whisper in a stream With thread so fine it holds the stars, he binds the edges tight To keep the creeping dark at bay, and bring back morning light Threadbareman, we speak your name in corners of our sleep Where monsters lurk, we know you work — your watch is ever deep [Bridge 2] He walks where no one else would go, through every haunted glade He mends the wounds that trauma leaves, and doesn’t ask for praise The children see him sometimes when the dark begins to creep A fleeting shape behind their door, that guards them while they sleep [Verse 7] He wears no tie, no business suit, just strands of braided thread And where he walks, the curses lift, the grief is gently shed The Slenderman still stalks the land, and tries to spread his fear But everywhere the Threadbare walks, his presence disappears [Final Chorus] Threadbareman, Threadbareman, your story will be told In hush of wind, in trembling leaves, in tales the young ones hold A guardian not forged in fire, but drawn in need and light A simple shape, but full of grace, who dares to stand and fight Threadbareman, oh Threadbareman, though you may look unclear We know your purpose, know your heart — and thank you when you’re near [Outro] So if you see a figure faint, with threads that shimmer white Know that he is watching close, a friend against the night For where the Slenderman may lurk, to steal away the sun… The Threadbareman will always come. He always comes.

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