[Start] [Intro] [organ solo] Step right up, to the (midnight show), Where laughter twists, and shadows grow, A world of wonder, (dark and deep), Where nightmares dance and secrets creep. [Verse] [waltz rhythm] The carousel spins, with (creaking bones), Painted horses, (hollow moans), Round and round, in endless trance, Each turn, a wicked chance. [Verse] [calliope playing] Clowns with faces (painted wrong), Eyes too wide, and fangs too long, Jugglers toss their (broken dreams), Under twisted (big-top beams). [Chorus] [orchestral build with organ] In the (Dark Carnival), where phantoms play, Where lost souls wander, led astray, The lights may shine, but none are free, In this cursed, macabre symphony. [Verse] [waltz rhythm] The ringmaster’s (whispered lies), Echo through the (inky skies), With velvet voice, he calls you near, Feeds on every (mortal fear). [Verse] [accordion solo] A Ferris wheel that scrapes the clouds, Filled with (screams) from hollowed crowds, Up you rise, then down you’ll fall, Bound forever to the carnival. [Bridge] [creepy laughter & calliope] The tents are stitched from (shadows thick), Each clown’s a ghoul, each laugh a trick, Behind each mask, a hollow face, Trapped within this (haunted space). [Chorus] In the (Dark Carnival), where phantoms play, Where lost souls wander, led astray, The lights may shine, but none are free, In this cursed, macabre symphony. [Verse] [organ solo] The funhouse mirrors (shift and bend), Twisting shapes that never end, Your own reflection (smiles back wide), While darker things begin to hide. [Verse] Cotton candy (sweet decay), Melts in mouths, then fades away, A taste of dreams, then only dust, Carnival treats, betrayed by rust. [Chorus] [dramatic organ and cymbal crash] In the (Dark Carnival), where phantoms play, Where lost souls wander, led astray, The lights may shine, but none are free, In this cursed, macabre symphony. [Verse] [waltz rhythm] The strongman lifts with (hollow eyes), His muscles made of (whispers) and lies, The bearded lady (weeps unseen), Forever trapped in a twisted scene. [Outro] [climactic organ and accordion] Step back now, the show is done, But the carnival has just begun, Remember us when shadows grow, And hear the (call) to the midnight show. [End]