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 Satans 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
wont you ride
My white horse
Mr.Crowley
Its 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