Текст песни Voltaire — Land of the dead

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The Minotaur's my butler,
The Cyclop's my valet,
A Centaur drawn my chariot
That takes me down the way
Through a river made of fire,
To a street that paved in bones.
I got a dozen zombie skeletons
To walk me to my throne

In the land of the dead.
Heck boy, ain't it grand?
I'm overlord of the underworld
'Cause I hold Horror's Hand.
In the land of the dead,
I'm darkside royalty.
I'm far renowned in the underground
And you can't take that from me.

Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa!
Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!

Cerberus, my lap dog,
Is loyal as can be.
My bed is made of skulls,
I'm in the lap of luxury.
I've got a Dragon's Blood jacuzzi,
The Gorgons think it's cool
And a seven-headed Hydra
Living in my swimming pool

In the land of the dead.
Heck boy, ain't it grand?
I'm overlord of the underworld
'Cause I hold Horror's Hand.
In the land of the dead,
I'm darkside royalty.
I'm far renowned in the underground
And you can't take that away from me.

No, you can't take that from me.

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