For two years he heaped
Up his "daughters" as he said
Revived from their sleep
Gathered in his flat
They wonder
What is he doing at night?
Horrible story
Highly regarded man turnes out a fright
A family life
With corpses mummified
Stolen by the robber
Body parts made to dolls
More than 20 in number
Wrapped in women clothes
They wonder
What is he doing at night?
Horrible story
Highly regarded man turnes out a fright
A family life
With corpses mummified
Archivist:
"When the cemetery was black
I slept on their graves at night
Their souls spoke with me
They came from the tombs alight"
Ghost voice:
"Oh...take me home!"
Showed films and read them
Made parties as he said
Now people call him
Archivist of death
They wonder
What is he doing at night?
Horrible story
Highly regarded man turnes out a fright
A family life
With corpses mummified
Fatal Arrival - Archivist of Death (Frankenstein from Nizhny Novgorod) Lyrics
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For two years he heaped
Up his "daughters" as he said
Revived from their sleep
Gathered in his flat
They wonder
What is he doing at night?
Horrible story
Highly regarded man turnes out a fright
A family life
With corpses mummified
Stolen by the robber
Body parts made to dolls
More than 20 in number
Wrapped in women clothes
They wonder
What is he doing at night?
Horrible story
Highly regarded man turnes out a fright
A family life
With corpses mummified
Archivist:
"When the cemetery was black
I slept on their graves at night
Their souls spoke with me
They came from the tombs alight"
Ghost voice:
"Oh...take me home!"
Showed films and read them
Made parties as he said
Now people call him
Archivist of death
They wonder
What is he doing at night?
Horrible story
Highly regarded man turnes out a fright
A family life
With corpses mummified
Up his "daughters" as he said
Revived from their sleep
Gathered in his flat
They wonder
What is he doing at night?
Horrible story
Highly regarded man turnes out a fright
A family life
With corpses mummified
Stolen by the robber
Body parts made to dolls
More than 20 in number
Wrapped in women clothes
They wonder
What is he doing at night?
Horrible story
Highly regarded man turnes out a fright
A family life
With corpses mummified
Archivist:
"When the cemetery was black
I slept on their graves at night
Their souls spoke with me
They came from the tombs alight"
Ghost voice:
"Oh...take me home!"
Showed films and read them
Made parties as he said
Now people call him
Archivist of death
They wonder
What is he doing at night?
Horrible story
Highly regarded man turnes out a fright
A family life
With corpses mummified
Writer: Franz Lehmann
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