| You better turn me loose, I got a trick up my sleeve. |
| If you don’t want to wake up bleeding, you better tell me I can leave. |
| Now the dark man’s coming, he’s gonna strike you to the bone. |
| He’s a voodoo Medusa, gonna turn you into stone. |
| Will you obey the master when he sets you free? |
| Don’t you think there’ll be a price? |
| I know what you are, I know what you need. |
| Are you dreaming in your coma, how do you know for sure? |
| Could be your mind in the silence, could be they couldn’t find a cure. |
| Now a bad man coming, gonna shoot you full of holes. |
| He’s a true believer, gonna crucify your soul. |
| Can you pay the jester to watch you while you sleep? |
| Can you be sure his heart is pure? |
| I know what you are, I know what you need. |
| Now here’s the execution all around your bed, |
| Are you gonna feel the axe blade when It separates your head? |
| See the hooded man coming, may be the last thing you see. |
| You can struggle like a maniac but you’ll never get free. |
| Can you play the traitor? Can you make men believe? |
| Will you to turn and laugh as they burn, |
| I know what you are, I know what you need. |
| Can you play the dead man? Can you cease to breathe? |
| Will you cry when you’re buried alive? |
| I know what you are; I know what you are, |
| I know what you need, I know what you need. |