Mr. Crowley

Mr. Crowley, what went down 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 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 Guitar Solo Verse 2 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 Bridge Was it polemically sent I wanna know what you meant I wanna know, I wanna know what you meant, yeah