There's a tower from the dark side There's a fire on the rise Your trust in me A luxury A tool to hypnotize
And as it happens Made assassin Be that as it may How sweet to serve the master How sweet to train the slave
There's a secret gilded mirror If you're strong enough to fail If you wait for me In symmetry If you live to tell the tale
If you kick and scream And start to dream Of hopes of better days How sweetly ever after When I dig the early grave How sweet to serve the master And how sweet to train the slave Sweet to train, sweet to train the slave
Well, how cold the slimy reptile And how pure the way you kiss How sweet this loving ignorance 'Cause loving ignorance is bliss
Now find the satin Chain reaction Trapped inside a maze How sweetly ever after I dig the early grave How sweet to serve the master Sweet to serve the master For now and ever after As befits an early grave How sweet to serve the master How sweet to train, sweet to train the slave.