God I owe you, for giving me this life of macabre holy pleasure
and ohh I'm quite aware, that old Lucifer could take it all away
but God, I know that your tree of grief is planted firmly
your only son was killed, and then returns the world's sweetest zombie
and the wood on which he died is hidden safely in my room
But God I see, a shadow outside my window
and ohh I'm so afraid, that it's old Lucifer's gonna take it all away
and now the gloom comes, and I see your son melting in the roman sun
And ohh I'm so aware, cause old Lucifer haunts me every day
Yes Old Lucifer Haunts me every day
Every day
Every day
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