| There he was that little man, sitting by the altar… black devil
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| Carved in stone so dark and could… black devil
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| Help me, help me, cause I don’t know what’s going on
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| It was the early morning of the seventh day
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| I had been making love to angel in every single way
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| The sun was peeking through a window high above
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| That’s when I saw her kiss the little devil on his head
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| Black devil… if you could only speak… black devil
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| What do you see when you’re looking at me?
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| There he was that little man, fingers spread like claws… black devil
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| I wonder what it is he knows… black devil
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| Help me, help me, cause I don’t know what’s going on
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| Black devil… if you could only speak… black devil
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| What do you see when you’re looking at me?
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| When I look around, this church on holy ground
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| There are things within, that should have never been
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| Why two pulpits in a place like this?
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| One facing to the east, the other to the west
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| One of th guilded canopies have gargoyles in the sun
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| And on the other canopy I see demons having fun
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| Black devil… if you could only speak… black devil
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| What do you see when you’re looking at me?
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| Black devil always near, why don’t you want me here?
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| I can feel your hate in my soul, I wonder what it is you know
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| Black devil… what’s going on? |