Mr. Crowley
What they've done in your head?
Mr. Crowley
Did you talk to the dead?
Your lifestyle to me seems so tragic
With the thrill of it all
You fooled all the people with magic
You're waiting on Satan's call
Mr. Charming
Did you think you were pure?
Mr. Alarming
In nocturnal rapport
Uncovering things that were sacred
Manifest on this earth
Conceived in the eye of a secret
And they scattered the afterbirth
Mr. Crowley
Won't you ride my white horse
Mr. Crowley
It's symbolic of course
Approaching a time that is classic
I heed that maiden's call
Approaching a time that is drastic
Standing with their backs to the wall
Was it polemically sent?
I wanna know what you meant
I wanna know
I wanna know what you meant