Mr. Crowley

Mr.Crowley

what went on

In your head

oh Mr.Crowley

Did you talk

with 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 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 atime

that is classic

I hear maidens call

approaching atime

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