[Intro] [Verse 1] The gilded chains hang motionless beneath the autumn sky, Above the abandoned carnival where shadow figures fly. A sudden gust of icy air ignites the rusted wheel, As phantom swings begin to lift on creaking beams of steel. [Verse 2] The wooden canopy turns slow with painted, faded scenes, Of forgotten faces laughing in a world of fractured dreams. You step into a velvet seat, the safety bar drops low, Trapped inside the circle as the phantom breezes blow. [Chorus / Verse 3] Higher, higher through the fog the heavy iron swings, Floating in the midnight dark on cold, invisible wings. The ground below you disappears into a hollow void, Where memories of living joy are crushed and long-destroyed. [Verse 4] Ghostly voices join the wind, a high and mournful chant, Whispering of broken vows and wishes time won't grant. Their pale hands reach from empty air to grasp the spinning brass, Trapped forever in the carousel of shattered stained-glass. Spinning out beyond the trees into the starless night, Never touching earth again, suspended out of sight. The melody keeps looping on, a dark and spellbound song, Carrying the silent souls where endless nights belong. [Outro / Verse 6] When morning comes, the iron chains hang frozen, still and bare, Swaying in a gentle breeze that no one else can feel there. The silent swings await the night, high above the ground, Ready for the midnight hour to turn around and round. [Fade Out] [End]
