: How many souls will it take How many necks will you break I say, how many bones can I waste In that little old shape I say, hey, I'm sober from a bar
: An english house could never be warm when autumn has waned and winter is born single glazed windows won't keep the draft away for long watching birds
: I'd been riding hard most of the night, wooded ravines on a mountain side My horse was getting tired... and so was I Up there the moon was full, down
: Upon the Cross he did not die, they tortured him, but he survived Smuggled across the open sea, to Southern France, tranquility There he married Magdalene
love, am I really not alone? Nights of heavenly sin, in the House of God, I found... true love Nights of heavenly sin, in the House of God, I found...
: So many tears in my eyes, I have to look away How can I say the word, that never should be said I lay my broken heart to rest, and so I set you free
: Help... help... can anybody help me now? Help... help... my mind is lying on the ground I don't know, I just don't know if I'm still alive I see the
: Down into the dark I go, armed with just a candle and then my soul Cryptic messages written on the floor Rats are nibbling at my feet, I send one off
: There he was that little man, sitting by the altar...
: [Instrumental]
: Again I'm so alone, the wine is pouring down No one to share with, no one to care with The only light in my life Comes from the candlelight, black
King Diamond] 1932, North of Baton Rouge Louisiana nights are darker than before Along the Mississippi, that is where it is The old colonial house, a
: Outside the leaves are slowly falling from the trees Black clouds are moving in, a storm is coming on Inside the confessional, Angel and I are playing
: What was that sound? I slowly turn around, something moved A void of darkness in the floor, where the altar stood I move a little closer, cause I cannot
I must follow the wolf again, I must follow her till the end The end The Wolf had turned around, facing higher ground And there it was... The House of
: I'm back in the church... night has taken over I'm breathing hard... in the dark Through the hole in the floor, I hear the winds from the catacomb
on ya neck ill do it slowly You know...u can get it whenever babe The bedrooms the playground babe Call me so we can play...house [chorus] We can play house
: [ MUSIC BY DAVID DEFEIS & EDWARD PURSINO ] [ LYRICS BY DAVID DEFEIS ] [ELDERS:] Return of the Hero, our Conquering King Agamemnon our Lord, you'll
