Interpret:

Cradle of Filth

Album:

Nymphetamine

Mr. Crowley, what went on in your head? 
Oh, Mr. Crowley, did you talk with the dead? 
Your life style to me seemed so tragic 
With the thrill of it all 
You fooled all the people with magic 
Yeah 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 
Go 


Mr. Crowley, won't you ride my white horse? 
Oh, Mr. Crowley, it's symbolic of course 
Approaching a time that is classic 
I hear that mating call 
Approaching a time that is drastic 
Standing with their backs to the wall 


Was it polemically sent? 
I want to know what you meant 
I want to know 
I want to know what you meant 
Go.