Mister Crowley What went on in your head? Oh, Mister Crowley Did you talk to the dead? Your lifestyle, to me, seemed so tragic With the thrill of it all You fooled all the people with magic Yeah, you waited on Satan's call
Mister Charming Did you think you were pure? Mister 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
Mister Crowley Won't you ride my white horse? Mister Crowley It's symbolic, of course Approaching a time that is classic I hear 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, yeah
