Mr. Crowley
Mr. Crowley, what went on in your headMr. Crowley, did you talk to the deadYour lifestyle to me seemed so tragicWith the thrill of it allYou fooled all those people with magicYou waited on Satan's call
Mr. Charming, did you think you were pureMr. Alarming, in nocturnal rapportUncovering things that were sacred, manifest on this earthConceived in the eye of a secretYeah, they scattered the afterbirth
Mr. Crowley, won't you ride my white horse?Mr. Crowley, it's symbolic of courseApproaching a time that is classicI hear that maidens callApproaching a time that is drasticStanding with their backs to the wall
Was it polemically sent?I wanna know what you meantI wanna knowI wanna know what you meant, yeah!