| Grandma'?
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| I knew it was You at the door, I saw
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| You from the window. |
| Now come
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| inside My dear. |
| It’s good to see You
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| again, despite what You did to MY
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| throat. |
| THEY are waiting upstairs.
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| Come. |
| Missy is there too. |
| She’s sitting
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| on Grandpa’s lap. |
| I bet You’re dying for
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| a cup of tea.
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| Solo: ~ Andy
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| @ Pete
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| To whom it may concern.
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| I am scared to death. |
| 9 years ago they finally let me out, and I was just beginning to feel better. |
| I am not Myself any longer.
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| I guess You could not even recognize My face if You saw Me now.
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| That phone call 2 hours ago has torn Me apart. |
| It was Grandma.
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| She invited Me back to the old house. |
| I do not want to go back,
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| but I must. |
| Maybe You will understand My fear if I tell
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| You what happened during My childhood.
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| 18 years ago I was living with My mother and
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| My sister Missy in Grandma’s old house. |
| I had
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| been told that Grandma was away on a long vacation,
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| and that she would soon return. |
| She did.
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| I have later found out that she was actually being released
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| from that same asylum. |
| She’s insane, they said, when she
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| kept on babbling about THEM. |
| I still cannot make up My mind about who really did separate Grandpa’s head
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| from his shoulders. |
| You see, THEY were always so nice to Me.
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| Anyway, time is short and I must leave for the old
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| house. |
| So here is what happened 18 years ago. |
| And
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| in case we never see each other again, at least You
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| will know why.
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| I bet we are going to have tea.
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| K.D. |
| 3−12−87
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| King Diamond
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| All vocals
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| Andy La Rocque
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| Lead Guitar
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| Pete Blakk
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| Lead Guitar
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| Hal Patino
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| Bass Guitar
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| Mikkey Dee
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| Drums
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| Crew:
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| Gomez
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| Pap
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| Kevin
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| Vinnie
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| Jethro
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| Mikkel
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| Pete would like to dedicate his guitarwork to the
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| memory of Krister Petersson.
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| I hope you’ve find your Place.
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| R.I.P.
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| I would like to dedicate this album to the memory of Grujica, my good friend and uncle.
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| Keep on rocking wherever you are.
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| R.I.P.
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| Mikkey |