They used to come from miles around,
to see us freaks when we came to town.
We were a fantastic dream of horrible delights…
the bizarre, the weird and exotic sights!
And even now, we put on a show
beyond the fog, when the moon is low.
We can never rest, there is no peace for the cursed.
We are ghosts haunted by lives, of terrible and worse.
If your mortal eyes can see us, you must be most strange…
But that’s how we like you- completely deranged!
Deep in the darkness, our music lures you in…
to the Carnival of Souls, where your ending begins!