A Corpse Without Soul

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
And he took it out on me

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 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

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
And he took it out on me

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

Satán He's taken his toll



Credits
Writer(s): Hank Shermann, Kim Bendix Petersen
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