Mr. Crowley, what went on in your head Mr. Crowley, did you talk to the dead Your lifestyle 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 Yeah, they scattered the afterbirth 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 maidens call Approaching a time 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, yeah