The Land of the Dead

The day I died
What a wild ride
Welcome me to
The Land of the Dead
Kiss my husband twice
He will fuck you nice
But he will let you rot
In the devil's hands

Oh his soul
No matter if yours is gold
Oh his soul
Will sign you away to be sold

An open funeral
Was impossible
Cause' although I'm beautiful
I am damned
And if you see the rain
Know that he's to blame
Know that I'm ashamed
To call him my man

Oh his soul
No matter if yours is gold
Oh his soul
Will sign you away to be sold

Oh his soul
No matter if yours is gold
Oh his soul
Will sign you away to be sold



Credits
Writer(s): Madeline Ivie
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