I'm glad we're talking face to face
You know i've got a job to do
And i expect some help from you, too
Soon you'll call them in to torture me
Why do you need this privacy?
You'll have your horrid joy anyway
One more night and then in flames you'll
die
Nothing you can do or say could change your fate
You are mine!
One more night and then in flames you'll die
We invented lucifer to spread the fear ...