Little lost boy, Nowhere to go, so far away from home On Trion. Little lost boy, I'll strike a bargain with you, if you'll follow it through, I am the Black Guardian.
A crystal ball is far too conventional For spying, so take this instead, I will know if you're weak or disloyal, I want the Time Lord dead.
You promised me, Turlough, You are now under my control, My orders were crystal clear, Kill the Doctor when he comes near.
English schoolboy, He is within your grasp; now carry out your task And kill him, English schoolboy, Ignore the things that he says; he's messing with your head, Decide where your loyalties lie.
A crystal ball is far too conventional For spying, so take this instead, I will know if you're weak or disloyal, I want the Time Lord dead.
You promised me, Turlough, You are now under my control, My orders were crystal clear, Kill the Doctor when he comes near.
[I don't care anymore, I won't kill him; he's still been So good to me when I'm far from perfect. I break my promise, You can't control me, It's crystal clear To me; you're the evil one here.]