Mr. Crowley What went on in your head Mr. Crowley Did you talk with the dead Your lifestyle to me seems so tragic With the thrill of it all You fooled all the people with magic You waited on Satan's call
Mr. Charming Did you think you were pure Mr. Alarming In nocturnal report Uncovering things that were sacred Manifest on this earth Concealed 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 maiden's call Approaching a time that is drastic Standing with their backs to the wall