| Song | Mansion In Sorrow |
| Artist | King Diamond |
| Album | Deadly Lullabyes |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : King Diamond, LaRocque | |
| Mansion in | |
| Sorrow, mansion in the dark | |
| Maybe tomorrow the | |
| Devil's mark | |
| The gates were locked from the inside | |
| And Abigail was sure to die | |
| Then Little | |
| One went straight through her body | |
| And the gates, they opened wide | |
| And Little | |
| One went up the stairs to the old oak door | |
| Mansion in sorrow, mansion in the dark | |
| Maybe tomorrow the | |
| Devil's mark[Solo: Mike] | |
| Mansion in sorrow, mansion in the dark | |
| Maybe tomorrow the | |
| Devil's mark | |
| Lightning was striking the trees all around | |
| Abigail still in shock, awoken by the sound | |
| Run better run, run better run after | |
| Little One | |
| Run better run, run after | |
| Little One | |
| But Little | |
| One had gone, gone to the beyond | |
| Mansion in sorrow, mansion in the dark[Solo: Andy] | |
| Suddenly the door was open, "Where have you been my dear?I'm Brandon Henry and I serve the master here" | |
| Through a maze of gloomy hallways and candles black | |
| Safe from the storm she followed the man with the shaved head | |
| They went in... in to a room... that was like a shrine | |
| Jewelry and dresses too... in cabinets made of glass | |
| Portraits on the walls, 18 in all | |
| A strong scent of old perfume, and then there was | |
| THE HAIRLong... black... lifeless hair |
| zuo ci : King Diamond, LaRocque | |
| Mansion in | |
| Sorrow, mansion in the dark | |
| Maybe tomorrow the | |
| Devil' s mark | |
| The gates were locked from the inside | |
| And Abigail was sure to die | |
| Then Little | |
| One went straight through her body | |
| And the gates, they opened wide | |
| And Little | |
| One went up the stairs to the old oak door | |
| Mansion in sorrow, mansion in the dark | |
| Maybe tomorrow the | |
| Devil' s mark Solo: Mike | |
| Mansion in sorrow, mansion in the dark | |
| Maybe tomorrow the | |
| Devil' s mark | |
| Lightning was striking the trees all around | |
| Abigail still in shock, awoken by the sound | |
| Run better run, run better run after | |
| Little One | |
| Run better run, run after | |
| Little One | |
| But Little | |
| One had gone, gone to the beyond | |
| Mansion in sorrow, mansion in the dark Solo: Andy | |
| Suddenly the door was open, " Where have you been my dear? I' m Brandon Henry and I serve the master here" | |
| Through a maze of gloomy hallways and candles black | |
| Safe from the storm she followed the man with the shaved head | |
| They went in... in to a room... that was like a shrine | |
| Jewelry and dresses too... in cabinets made of glass | |
| Portraits on the walls, 18 in all | |
| A strong scent of old perfume, and then there was | |
| THE HAIRLong... black... lifeless hair |
| zuò cí : King Diamond, LaRocque | |
| Mansion in | |
| Sorrow, mansion in the dark | |
| Maybe tomorrow the | |
| Devil' s mark | |
| The gates were locked from the inside | |
| And Abigail was sure to die | |
| Then Little | |
| One went straight through her body | |
| And the gates, they opened wide | |
| And Little | |
| One went up the stairs to the old oak door | |
| Mansion in sorrow, mansion in the dark | |
| Maybe tomorrow the | |
| Devil' s mark Solo: Mike | |
| Mansion in sorrow, mansion in the dark | |
| Maybe tomorrow the | |
| Devil' s mark | |
| Lightning was striking the trees all around | |
| Abigail still in shock, awoken by the sound | |
| Run better run, run better run after | |
| Little One | |
| Run better run, run after | |
| Little One | |
| But Little | |
| One had gone, gone to the beyond | |
| Mansion in sorrow, mansion in the dark Solo: Andy | |
| Suddenly the door was open, " Where have you been my dear? I' m Brandon Henry and I serve the master here" | |
| Through a maze of gloomy hallways and candles black | |
| Safe from the storm she followed the man with the shaved head | |
| They went in... in to a room... that was like a shrine | |
| Jewelry and dresses too... in cabinets made of glass | |
| Portraits on the walls, 18 in all | |
| A strong scent of old perfume, and then there was | |
| THE HAIRLong... black... lifeless hair |