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Melissa
Oh...Melissa, You\\\'re in my dreams
You\'re with me every day
Oh...Melissa, could that really be
your voice I hear?
Too soon for you and I
The priest took his sacrifice
And sent you to the other side
Oh...Melissa, You\\\'re in my dreams
You\'re with me every day
Oh...Melissa, do you remember
the time we shared?
Do you remember the magic nights?
I will never forget your smile
Do you remember the love we
had?...
Oh the love we had
\"No...Melissa \"
You gotta tell me why
\"No...Melissa\"
I want her by my side
\"This is against the rules
there won\'t be another time\"
Melissa tell me why
I wanna know why
\"No...Melissa\"
You gotta tell me why
\"No...Melissa\"
I want her by my side
Oh...Melissa, You\\\'re in my dreams
You\'re with me every day
Oh...Melissa, close your eyes
and say goodbye
One last time...we\'ll kiss goodbye
I kiss your soul goodbye
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Evil
I was born on the cemetery
Under the sign of the moon
Raised from my grave by the dead
I was made a mercenary
In the legions of Hell
Now I'm king of pain, I'm insane
You know my only pleasure
Is to hear you cry
I'd love to hear you cry
I'd love to feel you die
And I'll be the first
To watch your funeral
And I'll be the last to leave
I'd love to hear you cry
And when you're down beyond the ground
I'll dig up your body again
And make love to shame
Oh lady cry, and say goodbye
Oh lady cry, and say goodbye
You've gotta say goodbye
'Cause I will eat your mind
the DEAD
Heaven...or Hell
Heaven...or Hell
Where are we now?
What is this place?
Don't you remember little brother?
We died...we're dead
But what are they gonna do to me?
Am I going to Hell?
I don't know, but that's what THEY say
I will try to find you another soul
Listen...Do you hear that organ play?
I must go where the organ plays
I must go but I can never stay...
Now to this house I go
Don't let anyone see your bloody dress
Give Me Your Soul
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 a cellar down below, I see the little girl playing with a boy
They're having fun
In comes Daddy
He's in a rage
Screaming and yelling
He's not very nice
Cold as ice, an axe in his hand
Oh 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
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, oh
Give me your soul, give me your soul for the dead
13 judges on a bench, the little boy is screaming: "No, it's a mistake"
A suicide is what you are, the judges say
"You're going down, you're going down to hell"
Give me your soul, give me your soul for the dead
It must be a dream
It must be a dream from below, oh
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 a cellar down below, I see the little girl dressed in blood
And the blood is not her own
Looks like he's going insane again
Pictures in red, pictures in red
Daddy's hands are squeezing her neck
Pictures in red, little girl is dead
And daddy's got a hole in his head
Welcome Home
Grandma' welcome home...
You have been gone for far too long
Is this a dream, are You really back?
Let me help You out of the chair...
Grandma'
Let me touch You, let me feel... Ahhh
Grandma' take a look
What do You think of the house and the silvery moon?
We are going to repaint the front door soon
Let me help You out of the chair...
Grandma'
Let me touch You, let me feel... Ahhh
Guitar solo: Pete
Wait till You see Your room up in the attic
Prepared just like You said, without a bed
You will find Your rocking chair
and the tea pot that Missy found
Let me help You out of the chair...
Grandma'
There is someone waiting for You, now come along
Missy and Mother, they are dying to meet You
How strange... she's spoken no word...
I wonder Grandma'! Are You all right?
Guitar solo: Pete
Grandma' what was it like to be on that holiday site
"Oh it could have been worse
but with "THEM" by my side
In the twilight "THEY" sang all the old lullabies"
Grandma' who are "THEY"... "
never mind You dirty little brat"
"Let us go inside, something's on "THEIR" mind
"THEY" are still alive,
can You feel "THEIR" eyes
Can You feel "THEIR" eyes?
Now that You are stuck with me You
No Presents For Christmas
No Presents For Christmas
Christmas time is here again
Santa needs a helping hand
We cannot his evil sheet
To draw his laying for the night
So all the waiting christmas trees
Gonna hear their master sing....
There's no presents, Not this Christmas
There's no presents
Tom and Jerry, Drinking Sherry
They don't give a damn
Christmas time is here again
Santa needs a helping hand
It's getting very, very late
St-Peter's crossed the Golden Gate
An Donald Duck is still in bed
I wonder who he's gonna help
There's no presents, Not this christmas
There's no presents
Tom and Jerry, All done Sherry
They don't give a damn
There's no presents, Not this Christmas
There's no presents
Tom and Jerry, Still Drinking Sherry
They don't give a damn
I'm dreaming of a white.... Sabbath....
Charon