"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