Mercyful Fate - A Corpse Without A Soul


A Corpse Without A Soul

Listen, I’m a corpse, I’m a corpse, I’m a corpse without soul 
Satan, he’s taken, he’s taken, he’s taken his tool 
And he took it out on me 
I, I’m trapped, I’m trapped, I’m trapped in his spell 
Tonight, I'm going, I'm going, I'm going to Hell, inside his spell 

I was walking down among the graves, I heard a cry, my shadow was gone 
Emptiness in my body, I felt so Alone, Small black wings on my naked back 
Now guess what I saw on one of the stones, I saw my soul, in a magical haze 
It was all dressed up a corpse in a wedding dress 
Small black wings on my naked back, now hear my prayer, beggin' for mercy 

I’m living to die, Satan has taken his toll

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