Mercyful Fate. A Corspe Without Soul. Zeneszám

Listen, I?m a corpse, I?m a corpse
I?m a corpse without soul
Satan, he?s taken, he?s taken
He taken his toll

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 toll

I was walking down among the graves
I heard a cry, my shadow is gone
Emptiness in my body, life in the cold
Small black wings on my naked back

Now guess what I saw on one of those stones
I saw my soul in a magical haze
It was all dressed up as corpse in a wedding dress
Small black wings on my naked back

Now hear my prayer
Begging for mercy
I?m just living to die

Well, I was walking down among the graves
I heard a cry my shadow is gone
Emptiness in my body, life in the cold
Small black wings on my naked back

Now guess what I saw on one of those stones
I saw my soul, in a magical haze
It was all dressed up as a corpse in a wedding dress
Small black wings on my naked back

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 toll

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 toll