He's the master of black masses, scientific romances.
He's calling and he's coming after you.
Well he ain't no apparition, life is his addiction.
High priest, drug fiend.
Don't take him for a fool.
He's the wickedest man in the world.
He's the wickedest man in the world.
He's the wickedest man in the world.
Don't go and play his game cuz there aren't any rules.
He was dealt a bad hand, they call him king of the fools.
His mental crucifixion took them for a ride.
His illusion was hidden, just like Jekyll and Hyde.
When the night comes down all around, he'll be standing alone.
Waiting for someone to call his own.
He has no feelings, no sense of what's real.
The only love he has is the love he has to steal.
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