Píseň: Give Me Your Soul

Interpret:
King Diamond
Album:
Give Me Your Soul...Please
Give me your soul, give me your soul for the dead 
I think I know that little girl, I wonder where I've seen her before 
In a cellar down below, I see the little girl playing with a boy 
They're having fun 


In comes Daddy 
He's in a rage 
Screaming and yelling 
He's not very nice 
Cold as ice, an axe in his hand 
Oh no, looks like he's going insane 
Pictures in red 
Pictures in red 
The axe is coming down into his head 
Pictures in red 
Pictures in red 
The little boy is dead 


Give me your soul, give me your soul for the dead 
It must be a dream 
It must be a dream from below, oh 
Give me your soul, give me your soul for the dead 


13 judges on a bench, the little boy is screaming: "No, it's a mistake" 
A suicide is what you are, the judges say 
"You're going down, you're going down to hell" 


Give me your soul, give me your soul for the dead 
It must be a dream 
It must be a dream from below, oh 
Give me your soul, give me your soul for the dead 


I think I know that little girl, I wonder where I've seen her before 
In a cellar down below, I see the little girl dressed in blood 
And the blood is not her own 


Looks like he's going insane again 
Pictures in red, pictures in red 
Daddy's hands are squeezing her neck 
Pictures in red, little girl is dead 
And daddy's got a hole in his head