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Mr. Crowley
What went on in your head
Mr. Crowleydid you talk with the dead
Your lifestile to me seems so tragicwith the thrill of it all
You fooled all the people with magicyou waited on Satan's call
Mr. Charmingdid you think you were pure
Mr. Alarmingin nocturnal report
Uncovering things that were sacredmanifest on this earth
Concealed in the eye of a secretand they scattered the afterbirth
Mr. Crowleywon't you ride my white horse
Mr. Crowley
It's symbolic, of course
Approaching a time that is classic
I hear maiden's callapproaching a time that is drasticstanding with their backs to the wall
I wanna know what you meant
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