Look, the old bitch is back - yeah, finally we'll get some company again the attic room has been locked up for far too long - just like the old bitch herself - she's on time though - why that silly wheelchair? Oh she's pretending as always - but she does make a good cup of tea.
"Oh My God she's here. Missy, listen to what Mother says: Now You be good to Grandma; and remember she's been away on a long
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 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 Burning shadows in the dead of night Icy fingers all over My hand Try to make Me understand "Finally we have returned... All of us"
Missy is that You, come closer Spirits rising from their grave Everywhere that ghostly stare Icy fingers all over My hand Lead me back to where she stands "THEY" are back to share My life... "THEY" are back
Guitar solo ANDY, Guitar solo PETE
Missy come, come with Me, there are things I must know How did you get here, where's the door to the other side Missy: "Beyond the graves lies the gate the gate that leads to the dead We have to leave before the dawn if not by the sun we will burn"
Spirits rising from their grave soon the dawn will chase the dark away Icy fingers all over My hand Lead Me back to where "THEY" stand Am I glad You have returned... All of you
Guitar solo PETE
Do You remember when Grandmother said she heard "THEM" sing I've heard "THEM" too and I really wish I could hear "THEM" again Missy: "In Your mind You'll hear "THEM" sing every night at the graves we have to leave before the dawn if not by the sun we will burn now sing"
Grandma' welcome home... You have been gone for far too long Is this a dream, are You really back?
Let me help You out of the chair... Grandma' Let me touch You, let me feel... Ahhh
Grandma' take a look What do You think of the house and the silvery moon? We are going to repaint the front door soon
Let me help You out of the chair... Grandma' Let me touch You, let me feel... Ahhh
Guitar solo: Pete
Wait till You see Your room up in the attic Prepared just like You said, without a bed You will find Your rocking chair and the tea pot that Missy found
Let me help You out of the chair... Grandma' There is someone waiting for You, now come along
Missy and Mother, they are dying to meet You How strange... she's spoken no word... I wonder Grandma'! Are You all right?
Guitar solo: Andy
Grandma' what was it like to be on that holiday site "Oh it could have been worse but with "THEM" by my side In the twilight "THEY" sang all the old lullabies" Grandma' who are "THEY"... "never mind You dirty little brat"
"Let us go inside, something's on "THEIR" mind "THEY" are still alive, can You feel "THEIR" eyes Can You feel "THEIR" eyes? Now that You are stuck with me You better be my friend.
Yesterday I spent an hour A full hour in therapy My favourite Doctor Landau My God I hate his breath
He asked me questions That kind of fool deserves a lie I gave him answers The kind of answers Doctor like Yes, I gave him a bunch of lies
I told him all My nightmares Were dead and gone "These days I sleep like a baby and there never ever was a "THEM"
He asked me questions That kind of fool deserves a lie I gave him answers The kind of answers Doctors like
Guitar solo ANDY
The Doctor looked at My eyes Landau: "No trace of insanity maybe the time is right now to have a visit from the family I'm thinking of Your Mother what does My little patient say?"
I should have taken his stethoscope and then forced it down his throat My Mother was at stake So I behaved
Guitar solo PETE
That night I cleaned the entire house For everything but the memories No dust, no tea, ah stupid me I even took the axe away The sun is up and it's time for bed I'm so tired I can't wait no more
On the following friday as I turned out the light Grandma' came and knocked at My door "Wake up King, wake up My dear I am gonna show You about the house of Amon"
It is time for tea, it is time again
"Even Your mother is present We made her sleep in My rocking chair" At first I felt really scared but there was no reason to As I saw the knife sneaking out from Grandmother's dress Then it cut a tiny wound in My mother's little hand
It is time for tea, it is time again
Guitar solo: Pete
Blood was running into the tea pot, then I heard "THEM" laugh "A bit of this in a cup of tea, is what it takes to set "THEM" free You will hear "THEM" telling stories from far beyond this earth" What I saw and what I heard made me want to stay and learn
I really hope this dream will never end, it's hard to describe the kind of feeling that went on in My mind A paradise
Guitar solo: Pete, Guitar solo: Andy
Hearing "THEIR" stories and feeling "THEIR" warmth We laughed with tears in our eyes From the first cup of tea, to the last drop of blood Nothing seemed to matter at all anymore My Mother? She didn't exist to me, Oh I felt so heavenly
Tonight would be the last night that we had our tea That bloody tea, which sent us into ecstasy Yesterday Mother complained, feeling dizzy, all in pain
Mother's getting weaker, looking paler day by day
As morning came, she could not make it out of bed And Grandma's spell was getting straight into her head Not a single word, she didn't seem to be alive
Getting weaker, looking paler day by day
Then Missy came in and she led me by the hand I didn't want to go, Oh but I should have known Mother was barely conscious, why should I care Just looking forward to the next ordeal
Guitar solo: Andy, Guitar solo: Pete, Guitar solo: Andy
I think I heard My sister begging me to stay She gave me the phone, so I could call someone for help I simply let go of her hand, then I cut the wire
Missy was crying as I left them both behind And Mother's getting weaker, Missy shouted at My back "I hate You"
Tea time Monday night, I was waiting passing time Then from the hallway, I saw Mother in her nightgown Swaying up the stairs, up the stairs, it seemed so unreal I knew Grandma' had sent "THEM" again, the invisible friends
A little later in the middle of tea we came close to ecstasy "THEY" were telling tales from beyond when Grandma' rose
She opened the door, and there was Missy Seeing Mother in Grandmother's chair, she went into tears
Missy was screaming "What have You done, what have you done to My Ma", crying louder now "We better get rid of her, She's too young anyway", it was Grandma' who spoke
"Bye, bye Missy, be gone forever The beautiful fireplace in the kitchen will do"
Guitar solo: Andy, Guitar solo: Pete
I saw Missy struggling in Grandma' wrinkled hands "Oh No, let me be, Oh No Please No Grandma' Please Aagh Grandma' You're hurting me. Don't touch me or I'll break it, I've got the tea pot, I'll do it anyway" I saw liquid spreading, the bloody tea all over the floor Now I heard "THEIR" voices, some kind of demon growls DIE - SHE BROKE AMON - AMON - DIE
Guitar solo: Pete, Guitar solo: Andy
"THEY" dropped "THEIR" tea cups, Grandma' stood still forced by invisible hands, Missy went down the stairs As I waved her goodbye, Missy was sobbing away
Will I ever see her again, Bye bye Missy, don't be afraid
A little later in the day Mother and the Doctor went away They left me lying on the floor Heading for local church, no a trace of guilt in their eyes The reverend Sammael, the venom of GOD himself And so easy to convert
Conspiracy, I'm being victimized again
Knocking at the preacher's door none of them were ever here before Sammael, GOD in his eyes, leads them into the silent room Oh such a holy gloom
Doctor: "Priest, do You remember King, the loony one the one who killed his Grandma' up on the hill?" Priest: "Yes I do"
Guitar solo PETE
Conspiracy
Doctor: "Now he's back, the loony one"
Talking to the preacher for a while the Doctor turned him into a child Sammael, GOD in his eyes, swallowed everything the Doctor said Oh in the gloom of the night
Priest: "From what You tell Me we cannot save him It could be Satan himselfg or some evil demon Let us not waste any time, the demon might twist our minds We must go and do what must be done"
Guitar solo ANDY
Conspiracy, I am being victimized again... victimized
So they left the church, conspiracy of the cursed Through the dark and the rain, the priest was mildly insane A crucifix in his hand... Oh no...
Doctor: "Soon the house belongs to us My dear and King will be gone forever, isn't it just heaven?"
(Music by King Diamond) Whenever the dark is near I will return from the grave to haunt You...Godforsaken whore Typed By : Erik Campo - campoe@JSP.UMontreal.Ca 01.11.1993
Morning came and so did they, flying questions from the police I'm waiting here in an ambulance for Dr. Landau To return and tell me why they're taking me so far away "I did what I did and I'm glad I did, 'cos I could have been the... I could have been the next in line"
Nobody found a trace of Missy I'd be the last to tell them anyway How could I ever ever explain
Now I hear "THEM" again, singing Twilight symphony, twilight I hear "THEM" again, singing Twilight symphony, twilight
Grandma' was dead with an open neck Blood still running from My open mouth I knew they would blame it, they would blame it all on me How could I ever ever explain
Now I hear "THEM" again, singing Twilight symphony, twilight I hear "THEM" again, singing Twilight symphony, twilight
Dr. Landau returned, and I told him the story "Are You mad or just insane?" I tried anyway "You can take him away now, the boy has lost his mind" Oh no no
Guitar solo: Andy
I haven't seen My Mother since they took me away And Dr. Landau wouldn't tell me He wouldn't tell me anything Oh I'm back on the outside
Guitar solo: Pete
Time has caught up with me, and I must leave for the old house Yes I must leave now Grandma'... I'm coming I'm coming home now I'm coming home now
"Grandma'?" "I knew it was You at the door, I saw You from the window. Now come inside My dear. It's good to see You again, despite what You did to MY throat. "THEY" are waiting upstairs. Come. Missy is there too. She's sitting on Grandpa's lap. I bet You're dying for a cup of tea."
(Music by King Diamond) Whenever the dark is near I will return from the grave to haunt You...Godforsaken whore Typed By : Erik Campo - campoe@JSP.UMontreal.Ca 01.11.1993
Phone Call "Hello, King." "Who . . . who's this?" "It's your grandmother." ". . . but . . .you're dead . . ." "In a way, yes. Now listen . . . are you still there?" "I . . . I'm still here, Grandma . . . yes . . ." "Come to the old house tonight. There're quite a few people there who'd love to see you . . ." "Stop it! Bitch! It's starting all over again . . . ."