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Coffin Merchant Video (MV)




Performed By: Count Bloodcount
Language: English
Length: 3:07
Written by: Jeffrey Wiitala
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Count Bloodcount - Coffin Merchant Lyrics




In a quiet corner of the town
Where the moonlight barely touches down
There's a man with a solemn grin
Selling coffins for those who've sinned

His hands are rough his eyes like coal
He knows the price of every soul
Polished wood lined in velvet deep
He sells you comfort in eternal sleep

The coffin merchant dressed in black,
He'll weigh your sins and never look back
With every deal the shadows grow
In his shop where the cold winds blow

He speaks in whispers soft and low
Of lives and debts you'll never know
Each nail he hammers with care and grace
A final home for the human race

The candles flicker the woodlands groan
He crafts a box where you'll sleep alone
One last deal before the night is done
A coffin made for everyone

The coffin merchant dressed in black
He'll weigh your sins and never look back
With every deal the shadows grow
In his shop where the cold winds blow

And when your time comes he'll know your name
There's no escape from the final game
In the coffin merchant's darkened spell
He'll build your box and bid farewell
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English

In a quiet corner of the town
Where the moonlight barely touches down
There's a man with a solemn grin
Selling coffins for those who've sinned

His hands are rough his eyes like coal
He knows the price of every soul
Polished wood lined in velvet deep
He sells you comfort in eternal sleep

The coffin merchant dressed in black,
He'll weigh your sins and never look back
With every deal the shadows grow
In his shop where the cold winds blow

He speaks in whispers soft and low
Of lives and debts you'll never know
Each nail he hammers with care and grace
A final home for the human race

The candles flicker the woodlands groan
He crafts a box where you'll sleep alone
One last deal before the night is done
A coffin made for everyone

The coffin merchant dressed in black
He'll weigh your sins and never look back
With every deal the shadows grow
In his shop where the cold winds blow

And when your time comes he'll know your name
There's no escape from the final game
In the coffin merchant's darkened spell
He'll build your box and bid farewell
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Writer: Jeffrey Wiitala
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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