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, 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, I felt so alone
Small black wings on my naked back
Now guess what I saw on one of the stones
I saw my soul, in a magical haze
It was all dressed up as a corpse in a wedding dress
Small black wings on my naked back
Now hear my prayer, beggin' for mercy
I'm living to die
Satan has taken his toll.
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, 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, I felt so alone
Small black wings on my naked back
Now guess what I saw on one of the stones
I saw my soul, in a magical haze
It was all dressed up as a corpse in a wedding dress
Small black wings on my naked back
Now hear my prayer, beggin' for mercy
I'm living to die
Satan has taken his toll.
Lyrics submitted by shadowwiththeeyes
A Corpse Without Soul Lyrics as written by Kim Bendix Petersen Hank Shermann
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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The vocal structure of this song is fucking horrible, but it is made up for a million times over by the pure awesomeness of the guitar. Seems to be about a reanimated corpse.