Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mr. Crowley, artist - Cradle Of Filth. Album song Nymphetamine, in the genre Date of issue: 19.09.2004
Record label: The All Blacks
Song language: English
Mr. Crowley |
| Mr. Crowley, what went on in your head |
| Mr. Crowley, did you talk with 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 |
| And 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 maidens call |
| Approaching a time that is drastic |
| Standing with their backs to the wall |
| Was it polemically sent |
| L wanna know what you meant |
| I wanna know |
| I wanna know what you meant |