Madame Macabre – In The Cove lyrics

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Call me Mr. Skin-taker.
I’ll give you a show.
Hear the crashing of the waves,
On the ship down below.
Call me Mr. Skin-taker.
I’ll give you a show.
Hear the crashing of the waves,
On the ship down below.

Through the snow and dim static glow,
Come away with me.
Come and play with me.

Where no grown people are allowed to go,
Come and sing with me.
Come and stay with me.

Something in my bones says this is wrong,
But I’m so enthralled by his dapper siren song!
Climb aboard the good old Laughingstock,
Swore it spoke my name, just imagine what a shock!

Back in the cove, where no one ever goes,
He’ll grind your skin and make it into clothes.
Deep in the cave, where light cant even reach,
They’ll find your remains scattered on the beach.

Call me Mr. Skin-taker (Oh Skin-taker,}
I’ll give you a show. (Oh Skin-taker,)
Hear the crashing of the waves, (Oh Skin taker,)
On the ship down below. (Please don’t take my own.)
Call me Mr. Skin-taker (Oh Skin-taker,}
I’ll give you a show. (Oh Skin-taker,)
Hear the crashing of the waves, (Oh Skin taker,)
On the ship down below. (Please don’t take my own.)

Though the people here may look strange,
Just pay them no mind.
We’ll leave them all behind.

They may warn you off, say you’ll change.
No problems to find,
Can’t you see they’re blind?

Something here is feeling very wrong,
I’m no longer disillusioned by his song!
Silence did descend upon this land,
I can’t even hear the crunching of the sand!

Back in the cove, where no one ever goes,
He’ll grind your skin and make it into clothes.
Deep in the cave, where light cant even reach,
They’ll find your remains scattered on the beach.

Call me Mr. Skin-taker (Oh Skin-taker,}
I’ll give you a show. (Oh Skin-taker,)
Hear the crashing of the waves, (Oh Skin taker,)
On the ship down below. (Please don’t take my own.)
Call me Mr. Skin-taker (Oh Skin-taker,}
I’ll give you a show. (Oh Skin-taker,)
Hear the crashing of the waves, (Oh Skin taker,)
On the ship down below. (Please don’t take my own.)

Voices drift through the air.
Screams filled with agony everywhere.
In this cacophony,
Noise fills my mind till I can no longer see!

Oh Skin-taker,
Oh Skin-taker,
Oh Skin-taker,
Please don’t take my own.

Call me Mr. Skin-taker (Oh Skin-taker,}
I’ll give you a show. (Oh Skin-taker,)
Hear the crashing of the waves, (Oh Skin taker,)
On the ship down below. (Please don’t take my own.)
Call me Mr. Skin-taker (Oh Skin-taker,}
I’ll give you a show. (Oh Skin-taker,)
Hear the crashing of the waves, (Oh Skin taker,)
On the ship down below. (Please don’t take my own.)
Call me Mr. Skin-taker (Oh Skin-taker,}
I’ll give you a show. (Oh Skin-taker,)
Hear the crashing of the waves, (Oh Skin taker,)
On the ship down below. (Please don’t take my own.)
Call me Mr. Skin-taker (Oh Skin-taker,}
I’ll give you a show. (Oh Skin-taker,)
Hear the crashing of the waves, (Oh Skin taker,)
On the ship down below. (Please don’t take my own.)

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