Mr. Crowley
What went on in your head?
Oh, Mr. Crowley
Did you talk to the dead?
Your life style to me seemed so tragic
With the thrill of it all
You fooled all the people with magic
Yeah, you waited on Satan's door
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 hear that maiden's call
Approaching a time that is drastic
Standing with their backs to the wall
Was it polemically sent
l want to know what you meant
I want to know
I want to know what you meant
Owhh...
Mr. Crowley
Mr. Crowley
Mr. Crowley
Mr. Crowley