Give me your soul, give me your soul for the dead.
I think I know that little girl,
I wonder where I've seen her before.
In a cellar down below
I see the little girl playing with a boy.
They're having fun.
In comes Daddy.
He's in a rage.
Screaming and yelling.
He's not very nice.
Cold as ice, an axe in his hand.
Oh no, no, looks like he's going insane.