Mr. Crowley

Mr. Crowley, what went on in your head
 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
 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
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 Mr. Crowley, won't you ride my white horse
 Mr. Crowley, it's symbolic of course
 Approaching a time that is classic
 I hear maidens call
 Approaching a time that is drastic
 Standing with their backs to the wall
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 Was it polemically sent
 l wanna know what you meant
 I wanna know
 I wanna know what you meant