| Step right up take a look and see
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| One by one their eyes were filled with greed
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| Grandfather’s riches meant nothing to me
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| Bastards and bitches he called them family
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| My soul’s in hell so read this spell bring me alive
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| My grandfather had made a deal with the devil
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| Granted great wealth but his soul was the price
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| I was his last hope this spell I would invoke
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| In his secret chamber bring him back to life
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| And there were
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| Seven skulls lined in a row
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| The incantation will free his soul
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| Seven skulls no one must know
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| A liberation from down below
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| I pushed on the symbol a panel slid open
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| Revealing a chamber I snuck right inside
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| There by a bookcase a chest I would open
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| The key fit the keyhole my eyes opened wide
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| And there were
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| Seven skulls lined in a row
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| The incantation will free his soul
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| Seven skulls no one must know
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| A liberation from down below
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| Give me your hand son help pull me up
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| The door has been opened don’t interrupt
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| Grandfather dear god what have I done
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| You’ve done very well my dearest grandson
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| Out of the pit he stood there alive
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| Looking quite young about age thirty five
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| Don’t worry my boy you have nothing to fear
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| But does any of your family know you’re up here?
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| Then grandfather grabbed me held me up by the throat
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| I saw heads full of horns and the legs of a goat
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| As he dangled me over the fire and smoke
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| The devil below to my grandfather spoke
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| A deal is a deal you know just what to do
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| Keep your end of the bargain and I’ll keep mine too
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| Seven skulls lined in a row
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| The incantation will free his soul
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| Seven skulls no one must know
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| A liberation from down below |