The Cursed Carousel

In the heart of the old fairground Where the lights have long gone dim There's a carousel that spins at night With a song so haunting and grim And the horses, they prance with a ghostly grace On a track that never ends And the curse is carousel, it turns and turns With a melody that bends The curse, the carousel, with its tune so sweet and low Plays a song of forgotten dreams In a world where shadows grow No one dares to ride the steed that leads the endless round For the curse carousel, it holds the night In a spell that knows no bound The mirrors reflect a thousand faces Of those who've ridden before But their eyes, they stare with a hollow gaze In a world where time is sore The calliope plays with a mournful sound As the horses rise and fall And the curse, the carousel, it spins and spins In a night that binds them all Will you brave the light where the music lingers And the night wraps close like a shroud On the curse carousel where the shadows meet There's a song that speaks so loud For the carousel, it carries the weight of time And the memories left behind In the cold embrace of the cursed ride There's a fear you'll never find So if you find yourself in that haunted place When the world is dark and deep Remember the curse carousel's tune And the secrets that it'll keep For the carousel, it lives with the music it's own In the heart of a fairground grown old And the tales it tells in the dead of night Will give you the coldest cold Thanks for watching