: [Music by La Rocque, Lyrics by King Diamond] At midnight, an hour from now... they're gonna flick the switch Down the Hall, beyond the iron door...
a killer... I'm gonna get what I deserve I am a killer, they're gonna fry my each and every nerve I've got less than an hour to kill I'm looking back
[Music by La Rocque, Lyrics by King Diamond] At midnight, an hour from now... they're gonna flick the switch Down the Hall, beyond the iron door... they
[Music by La Rocque, Lyrics by King Diamond] At midnight, an hour from now... they're gonna flick the switch Down the Hall, beyond the iron door...
Am The Queen. Feed Me Diamonds. I Donat Need A King A Couple Mill, Work The Bling, Plus My Backshot Mean And Iam Fresh Out The Coop, Im Bouta Kill The
got my credit cards and a lot of ones Yeah, I'm in the city of the purple sprite Someone tell [? ] I'm on fire she should work tonight Call her King of Diamonds
kind of asses that my pole hoist Hoes be like diamonds in your chain, man, so moist Bang bang bang bang, house gang, chainsaw Here to kill you pussy's
-cup N-gga, 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 on my
hungry, since "Supreme Clientele" Remember what you first told me when I took ya in You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!) You wanted to be a killer (New
like a motherless child] (Yo yo guzzlin forties, let's get it on fella, no doubt) The wiley Wu-Tang comes back, Iron Man strikes back (Lou Diamonds, Tony
m heartless That's why I can't figure for the life of me You'd want to start this My crew is bottomless Street Lobotomists Gun slingers Glock cocked and diamond
hit sombody then there luck was shitty When you meet this king do more then bow Do three summersaults and a flip some how Id send ninja assasins to kill other kings
: [Music & Lyrics by King Diamond] In a little cottage in the countryside Lives a man named Harry And he is losing his mind Listen... Hear the Spider
up The kings of the south got it all sewed up Plenty of pimping in the big body of grown rode up The flicker of the diamonds all around the wrist is shining
to me Keep it soft like we killers and often gat You walking on me guaranteed you be crawling back Abstract see it like this is the king in you Allies
armor, and that I'm a performer They read one magazine and think that they gon get warmer They only getting colder hell, maybe I should throw a double diamond
massacre now nigga, I want death You ain't killed a nigga on a track yet I want you to kill these motherfuckers KILL THEM! [King Gordy] Fresh flesh
