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 the cellar down below I see the little girl
Playing with the boy
They're having fun


Here comes daddy
He's in a rage, screaming and yelling
He's not very nice
Cold eyes, an axe in his hands
Oh no, 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...
Oh, 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... Ohhhh
Give me your soul
Give me your soul for the dead


Thirteen Doctors on a bench
The little boy screaming "No, it's a mistake!"
A suicide is what you are
The Doctor said:
"You're going down...
You're going down to hell!"

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Give me your soul
Give me your soul for the dead
It must be a dream
It must be a dream from below... Ohhhh
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 the cellar down below I see the little girl
Dressed in blood, and the blood is not her own

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Looks like is going insane
Pictures in red... Pictures in red...
Daddy's hands are squeezing her neck
Pictures in red... The little girl is dead...
Daddy's got a hole in his head


Give me your soul
Give me your soul for the dead
It must be a dream
It must be a dream from below... Ohhhh
Give me your soul
Give me your soul for the dead

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It must be a dream
It must be a dream from below... Ohhhh
Give me your soul
Give me your soul for the dead
It must be a dream
It must be a dream from below... Ohhhh
Give me your soul
Give me your soul for the dead
It must be a dream
It must be a dream from below... Ohhhh