The Portrait

歌曲 The Portrait
歌手 King Diamond
专辑 Fatal Portrait

歌词

My mother was obsessed by evil jealousy
She didn't want nobody to even look at
MollyShe kept me locked up in this attic till
I diedOnly 4 years old, my story left untold
Oh, MollyOh,
MollyMother was struck by this infallible idea
If she could paint my portrait
I would remain immortal
And I could hang downstairs above the fireplace
A little girl in lace, not a single trace of crime
Trace of crime
Each day and night she worked and autumn turned to spring
For every stroke she painted a little life was ended
At last I felt so weak
I could not even speak
But in that fatal portrait my spirit came to life again
Oh, MollyThat night
I made the portrait speak in evil tongue
You're gonna go beyond too, may pain and death bestow you
She grabbed a book and spoke aloud an ancient rhyme
While she burned the portrait in the candle of fate
Oh, MollyI've gotta see ma