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Mansion in sorrow, mansion in the dark
maybe tomorrow the devils mark
The gates were locked from the inside
and abigail was sure to die
then little one went straight through her body
and the gates, they opened wide
and little one went up the stairs to the old oak door
Mansion in sorrow, mansion in the dark
maybe tomorrow the devils mark
Solo: mike
Mansion in sorrow, mansion in the dark
maybe tomorrow the devils mark
Lightning was striking the trees all around
abigail still in shock, awoken by the sound
Run better run, run better run after little one
run better run, run after little one
but little one had gone, gone to the beyond
mansion in sorrow, mansion in the dark
Solo: andy
Suddenly the door was open, where have you been my dear?
im brandon henry and i serve the master here
Through a maze of gloomy hallways and candles black
safe from the storm she followed the man with the shaven head
they went into a room that was like a shrine
jewellry and dresses too in cabinets made of glass
portraits on the walls, 18 in all
a strong scent of old perfume, and then there was the hair
Long black lifeless hair
King Diamond
Mansion in sorrow
Mansion in sorrow
Mansion in sorrow, mansion in the dark
maybe tomorrow the devils mark
The gates were locked from the inside
and abigail was sure to die
then little one went straight through her body
and the gates, they opened wide
and little one went up the stairs to the old oak door
Mansion in sorrow, mansion in the dark
maybe tomorrow the devils mark
Solo: mike
Mansion in sorrow, mansion in the dark
maybe tomorrow the devils mark
Lightning was striking the trees all around
abigail still in shock, awoken by the sound
Run better run, run better run after little one
run better run, run after little one
but little one had gone, gone to the beyond
mansion in sorrow, mansion in the dark
Solo: andy
Suddenly the door was open, where have you been my dear?
im brandon henry and i serve the master here
Through a maze of gloomy hallways and candles black
safe from the storm she followed the man with the shaven head
they went into a room that was like a shrine
jewellry and dresses too in cabinets made of glass
portraits on the walls, 18 in all
a strong scent of old perfume, and then there was the hair
Long black lifeless hair