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Give Me Your Soul

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