Texty:
King Diamond At The Graves

'd play again, if only you'll try You know they would show the way from the other side Rise from your grave little sister Rise, rise, rise my friends, rise Spirits rising from their grave

: [Music by King Diamond] Missy I miss You so. Oh little Sister I wish You'd come back to Me and sit by My side We'd laugh and we'd play again, if only

: [Music by King Diamond] Missy I miss You so. Oh little Sister I wish You'd come back to Me and sit by My side We'd laugh and we'd play again, if only

like a phony B-cup Nigga, the mistake was like my only teacher Wait 'til they get a load of me 'cause I've got Gucci's on my feet, diamonds on my neck Diamonds

i realised i was the king of the rhyme I got on the microphone and what do you see huh! The rest was my legacy I was born to be the king of the be bop

A, B alike, C alike The proper knowledge is needed Wit' Satan off my back, I'm at peace at night No more cops, no more Rodney King's No more peekin

wit my dunns, 17 rocks gleam from one ring Yo, let me let y'all niggaz know one thing There's one life, one love, so there can only be one King The highlights

played for the Astros And last night he hit two home runs Everywhere I go I got at least four guns I got two plants, that grow under lamps I'm at the

'm so ennerd by the shit that I've obterred Just lookin at you coons got a nigga lost for words Verge of insanity I'm at my crossroads Shame on the birds