Something Wicked

Here comes the circus now to steal your life away Catch unwary children at their play Disturb what was a peaceful island of calm A storm is coming on the horizon The traveller begs for you his words to heed To fear the evil thing that he proceeds Recruiting evil in the autumn times of sin A mad collection of broken men Thunder ripping out across the sky Draw the lighning out of my mind By the prickling of my thumbs Something wicked this way comes The house of mirrors is your place of play Ten thousand faces driving you insane A carnival of hate crawling through your mind A gripping fear that leaves you paralyzed Thunder ripping out across the sky Draw the lighning out of my mind By the prickling of my thumbs Something wicked this way comes Thunder ripping out across the sky Draw the lighning out of my mind By the prickling of my thumbs Something wicked this way comes