Pay With Your Soul
Mandel Motleyork
Are you looking for live music for your event tonight?
We promise an experience you'll remember all your life
Do you call our booking line or do you spell it on a board?
Someone signed our contract a year ago and hasn't said a word
Cash or card won't matter when the contract is complete
There's a tour bus heading north where the ghosts and legends meet
Do you need to pay the debt that keeps you awake at night?
Did you summon us through shadows or step into the light?
Directly from Transylvania, we step onto the stage
We liven up wakes and celebrate autopsies
What kind of music did we play when our hearts were still alive?
You don't pay with paper money if you plan to survive
Did you bring us to this party or call us from beyond?
A year has passed since he left, now his brother's gone
A lady takes tourists north into the dark and pale
And every soul we entertain leaves a silent trail
Your brother booked our service for a single wedding night
He disappeared forever right before the morning light
People ask what tune we played when blood was in our veins
Now we play for cold rooms and rusty iron chains
Will you pay with plastic, gold, or hand over your soul?
Once the melody begins, you lose all control
Directly from Transylvania, we step onto the stage
We liven up wakes and celebrate autopsies
What kind of music did we play when our hearts were still alive?
You don't pay with paper money if you plan to survive
Did you bring us to this party or call us from beyond?
A year has passed since he left, now his brother's gone
A lady takes tourists north into the dark and pale
And every soul we entertain leaves a silent trail
A bus travels to the north through mountains cold and steep
She promises a trip to places dark and deep
Some think we are a duo, but our ensemble grows
How many spirits stand with us? Nobody really knows
Did we walk into the venue or cross through the wall?
When the board spells out our name, you answer the call
Directly from Transylvania, we step onto the stage
We liven up wakes and celebrate autopsies
What kind of music did we play when our hearts were still alive?
You don't pay with paper money if you plan to survive
Did you bring us to this party or call us from beyond?
A year has passed since he left, now his brother's gone
A lady takes tourists north into the dark and pale
And every soul we entertain leaves a silent trail
An unforgettable experience
If you survive the show